Comments about Will Barber
I'M Cool With That
Come praise the stars, the wind, the rain
That course the earth; come praise the pain
And pleasure that the years bring forth:
Praise every particle of the Universe.
Doubt denials of the flame
Which courses through the hearts of men:
The ones who lose, the ones who win,
Are indistiguishable, in the end.
The wretched and the fortunate
Will join each other in the dark
Those who were wrong, those who were right
Will join each other in the Light.
Light and Dark will alternate
Eternally: this is man's fate.
Come, laugh; come, ...
Night, And Dawn
Ghosts roam the night, to seek the sleepers out
And feast upon their dreams. Ghosts search the night
For old memories, the sound and sight
Of passions they have lost in silent ground.
Dreams roam the night air, seeking ones who wake,
Their beating hearts roused by contact with divine
Spirits who call them to arise, and shine,
And dream nobler dreams, nobly to speak