Search me

Friday, June 19, 2009 // 1:01 AM

Go, traveller, seek out that oasis in God's desert.
Find there biblical scenes where flocks of sacred white goats
Seek shelter and shade behind the dome of the desert mosque
Here, the bones of martyrs lie near gravel cliffs
Weathered open by reluctant desert rains
To reveal geodes that cascade a thousand wondrous lights.

Go, therefore, in your iron vehicle of war and rest there awhile,
But go in peace,
For this oasis belongs to all mankind
And is a million miles from anger,passion or conflict.

By B.M. Niven

I'll be back when you call me; no need to say goodbye

In the words of another

If we were all the kings and queens
I'd probably be your only servant in this world

Credits

Layout: //backslash
Resources: Icon
Codes adapted from: I