Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Sentiment of My Waking Hours...

Do you wrestle with dreams?
Do you contend with shadows?
Do you move in a kind of a sleep?
Time has slipped away.
Your life is stolen.
You tarried with trifles,
victim of your folly.

-Dirge for Jamis on the Funeral Plain, from "Songs of Muad'dib"
Author: Frank Herbert


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