truths from Steven Erikson
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03-12-2008, 07:50 PM,
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truths from Steven Erikson
The Lay of the Bridgeburners
I have seen the face of sorrow She looks away in the distance Accross all these bridges From whence I came And those spans, trussed and arched, Hold up our lives as we go back again To how we thought then To how we thought we thought then I have seen sorrow's face, But she is ever turned away And her words leave me blind Her eyes make me mute I do not understand what she says to me I do not know if to obey Or attempt a flood of tears I have seen her face She does not speak She does not weep She does not know me For I am but a stone fitted in place On the bridge where she walks Toc the Younger ----------------------------------------------------------------- Shake Prayer Open to them your hand to the shore, watch them walk into the sea. Press upon them all they need, see them yearn for all they want Gift to them the calm pool of words, watch them draw the sword. Bless upon them the satiation of peace, see them starve for war. Grant them darkness and they will lust for light Deliver them to death and hear them beg for life. Beget life and they willl murder your kin. Be as they are and they see you different. Show wisdom and you are a fool. The shore gives way to the sea. And the sea, my friends, Does not dream of you.
Because loyalty is not to be spoken of and honour is to be endured. Whilst courage is to be survived. These virtues belong to silence.
Steven Erikson. But, if one man does nothing can he be said to be good? raggidman |
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