Monday, December 19, 2005
Who We Are
Who We Are
This world is a school
for lunatics.
Sometimes we go raving
through the streets,
shouting Hare, Hare,
where have you gone?
Sometimes we sit
silently smiling into
one another's eyes,
fed by light.
Sometimes we take off
all our clothes
and dance,
and know who we are.
Dorothy Walters
December 19, 2005
This world is a school
for lunatics.
Sometimes we go raving
through the streets,
shouting Hare, Hare,
where have you gone?
Sometimes we sit
silently smiling into
one another's eyes,
fed by light.
Sometimes we take off
all our clothes
and dance,
and know who we are.
Dorothy Walters
December 19, 2005
