tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020960402708303830.post4599724916673822889..comments2024-03-28T14:53:38.827-04:00Comments on BLCKDGRD: A Juke-Box Brains AirUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020960402708303830.post-82777873132995400612015-07-08T11:01:28.802-04:002015-07-08T11:01:28.802-04:00The Galaxy
Torrent of light and river of the air,...<br /><br /><b>The Galaxy</b><br /><br />Torrent of light and river of the air,<br />Along whose bed the glimmering stars are seen<br />Like gold and silver sands in some ravine<br />Where mountain streams have left their channels bare!<br />The Spaniard sees in thee the pathway, where<br />His patron saint descended in the sheen<br />Of his celestial armor, on serene<br />And quiet nights, when all the heavens were fair.<br />Not this I see, nor yet the ancient fable<br />Of Phaeton's wild course, that scorched the skies<br />Wherever the hoofs of his hot coursers trod;<br />But the white drift of worlds o'er chasms of sable,<br />The star-dust, that is whirled aloft and flies<br />From the invisible chariot-wheels of God. <br /><br /><i>Henry Wadsworth Longfellow</i><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><b></b>mistah charley, ph.d.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06303695341246058680noreply@blogger.com