Aby pozyskać sobie ludzi, należy ich uważać za takich, za jakich oni sami się uważają. William Harrison Faulkner (Falkner, 1897-1962)
Fall Children
as the cries start to penetrate the still air,
this day we celebrate.
the wait now ends.
from four corners smoke plumes into a reddened sky.
in the face of lantern light, tonight
my destiny lies.
this day so hallowed,
this day so hallowed.
from here to forever its will i will follow.
this day so hallowed,
this day so hallowed.
tonight will come to life.
deadened branches stirred by the whispers in the wind.
fall children fill the street at dusk,
at last,
it all will begin.