Monday, October 03, 2005

A Lyrical Moment - Omar Khayyam

(imagine a tree overhead)
A Book of Verses underneath the Bough
A Loaf of Bread, a Jug of Wine--and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness--
Oh! Wilderness were Paradise enow.
-from The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam-


Michele said...

HOW can I imagine a tree when all I see is someone I want to build sand castles with???? LOL.
Nice poem.

Anonymous said...

It IS a lovely poem :)

Kelli McBride said...

It's a tree made of sand. ;-)

Actually, who cares about the wine, the bread, or the verse. Let's get down to the nitty gritty. Well, perhaps 'gritty' isn't the best term. ;-)

Isn't he beautiful?

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Anonymous said...

He is handsome :)