Quote #41 from A Song For Simeon by T.S. Eliot

Thu, 2009-03-19 14:28 — Gabrielle

My life is light, waiting for the death wind,
Like a feather on the back of my hand.
Dust in sunlight and memory in corners
Wait for the wind that chills towards the dead land.

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Who Said It?: 
T.S. Eliot
Source: 
A Song For Simeon
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