Poemranker [Poem: Looking Outside] [by etherealmaiden] Thu Nov 21 15:57:05 PST 2024

I am on the inside Looking at the outside Hoping to feel the warmth of the sun But those happy days are done. I can see them playing I can see them laying Themselves out on the grass in the park Little children chasing a single lark, Laughing, crying at a small cut Quickly recovering, they feel the joy but I am on the inside Looking at the outside.

[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 163.1.146.114 | 2-Mar-04/4:41 AM | Reply

"The contemplation of Beauty sometimes induces ecstasy, and ecstasy is the happiest state, a humming perfection of the whole person. The greatest art critic of the earlier twentieth century, Bernard Berenson, writes in his Sketch for a Selfportrait that at the age of five or six he experienced an ecstasy when out of doors."

- from 'An Atheist's Values' by Richard Robinson, Fellow of Oriel College, Oxford

[7] richa @ 81.178.250.167 | 2-Mar-04/5:27 AM | Reply

You are on the inside looking out, you see children playing, chasing a lark, cutting themselves, getting over it.

OK anything else?

[10] meektiger15 @ 216.109.10.61 | 2-Mar-04/6:30 AM | Reply

That would be a good song..O.o