Thursday, February 23, 2006

Lovely, transitory

Olympic heroes move very fast.
O, they dream such golden dreams,
O, such silver dreams they dream,
Upon the fields of Mars -
Such dreams of the red mountains;
Every day the mountains seem closer.

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2 Comments:

Blogger Susanne said...

Oh, the sacred prettyness.

10:22 am  
Blogger Mikkel said...

I KNOW! Thanks for noticing both the sacredness and the prettiness. They go together, don't you know it.

10:31 am  

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