Prospero says: "We are all spirits and are melted into air, into thin air. And, like the baseless fabric of this vision ... the gorgeous palaces, the solemn temples, the great globe itself, yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, and, like this insubstantial pageant faded, leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff as dreams are made on. And our little life is rounded with a sleep"
4 Comments:
Ergo-me,
procuro o sol -
o girassol também
Mesmo que a flor solitária
perca as pétalas
quando o vento
varre a tristeza -
há que deixá-lo soprar!
Estar soa non é sinónimo de tristeza.
Unha aperta.
:)
Prospero says:
"We are all spirits and are melted into air, into thin air. And, like the baseless fabric of this vision ... the gorgeous palaces, the solemn temples, the great globe itself, yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, and, like this insubstantial pageant faded, leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff as dreams are made on. And our little life is rounded with a sleep"
Shakespeare,The Tempest
mta luz pa ti
bjs
Isabel
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