Theunwantedgirl posted an update 9 years, 11 months ago
”This season brings darkness so profound I’ve become lost and can’t seem to be found Contorted, racked with pain I know should feel free, yet I continue to sing this sad refrain I can’t sleep and food has lost its taste God, I’m so sick of this place” -B.A.A.O
But these things are also spring’s- On banks by the roadside the grass Long-dead that is greyer now Than all the Winter it was;
The shell of a little snail bleached In the grass; chip of flint, and mite Of chalk; and the small birds’ dung In splashes of purest white:
All the white things a man mistakes For earliest violets Who seeks through Winter’s ruins Something to pay Winter’s debts,
While the North blows, and starling flocks By chattering on and on Keep their spirits up in the mist, And Spring’s here, Winter’s not gone.
-Edward Thomas
But these things are also spring’s-
On banks by the roadside the grass
Long-dead that is greyer now
Than all the Winter it was;
The shell of a little snail bleached
In the grass; chip of flint, and mite
Of chalk; and the small birds’ dung
In splashes of purest white:
All the white things a man mistakes
For earliest violets
Who seeks through Winter’s ruins
Something to pay Winter’s debts,
While the North blows, and starling flocks
By chattering on and on
Keep their spirits up in the mist,
And Spring’s here, Winter’s not gone.
-Edward Thomas