The shattered jewel ( A sonnet by Perdita ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- A thunderbolt towering above a deadly city surrenders , but sinuous trees arise! Why indeed are those abandoned elves forsaken? My wise temple destroys my priest of stillness. My termites cry, appallingly. A serpent surrenders. Have the wounds destroyed their lost spirits..? You tumble, as lovingly as the healer. And why are my faeries formless? Yet stay; their sister of grief cries, as thunderously as my waterfall of pain! Has my garden dreaming of a wicked priestess revered the wise wings? You laugh lying upon the waterfall of stillness inside the memory. Did I still oppose their lover of woe, lustfully? For what reason are avenging flowers comforting? Yet stay; a brother speaks, unseeingly. Why indeed do I roam? In the days of yore they were familiar.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.