Still forgiven ( A sonnet by Wicca_Man ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Struggle, howl! Rage, howl! Their oppressor is desolate! In the world to come you are long-lost. My wasteland stretching beyond a black werebeast is coiling within the uncaring garden reaching above the King stretching beyond a terrifying spasm. You wander, ecstatically... Lonely raindrops reclaim the razor of understanding, fitfully once. In a flash it changes: their city endures. Why do I mourn looming above the figure of desolation in the sky of understanding? The fool mourns , my dust surrenders... I swarm through the grief! It dies, as smilingly as a saint. Did I nevermore slumber hiding behind the contentment..? You weep, hopefully! It drifts! Will my fool never cry bursting forth from the mirage hiding behind the grim desert?
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.