Life is a Savage Garden

welcome

Greetings to all the beautiful people around! Here are tales of a garden that just happens to be! Presenting the Chronicles of the South, where the stars and the moon dance their way through the Southern Hemisphere. And lines that may come to rhyme to be a poem...

Be brave and face the moon


Orion is at his best right now.. there's no denying.
even when he comes setting at my window at night... tout retourné.. il est si magnifique.
il ne reste plus que je ne le trouve sur terre... quite a statement from a generally shy person.
but what about this moon... he's a fine match too... next to Jupiter, these two form such a beautiful pair... I almost miss Venus suddenly... so fine in the early morning sky.
but it's been days and weeks and months that i woke up early to watch their show.

finally 2009 has been just a lazy year... Hardwork would die seeing what i've done, or not done.
but surely i got my second A for my 3 years of study. sincerely i hope there's more to come... else am doomed.

Damnation, we choose to be damned and the way to be damned.

Don't try to take me out of where I am.

His Wings


He put his own wings besides me and whispers,
Secret words and silent vows,
Things that everyone knows,
Laughs and oh how he laughs at the music that plays inside me,
Brushes away my very words,
Those of wisdom I think are true,
Smiles, beckoning the wings,
The sky's so blue,
Let's fly there he says,
Besides the sunlight,
and where it's cold and you can't think,
But my little feet love the touch of the ground,
I wouldn't fly,
I wouldn't take his wings,
He would come again in time,
To see if my own wings have grown...