"Life's swaying as tide bitter and sweet combined.
Nothing to fear; there is no evil near, only you and me.
And water sweet, shallow but oh so deep, so very deep!
Take me, please take me where the sweet water flows!
Take me where the winds of spring blow...
Wandering dim deep down into the dream оf obscurity
With water deep, bitter but oh so sweet, so very sweet!
Sweet water comes from the high,
Bitter water runs from the eye."
Nothing to fear; there is no evil near, only you and me.
And water sweet, shallow but oh so deep, so very deep!
Take me, please take me where the sweet water flows!
Take me where the winds of spring blow...
Wandering dim deep down into the dream оf obscurity
With water deep, bitter but oh so sweet, so very sweet!
Sweet water comes from the high,
Bitter water runs from the eye."
- Daniel Brennare, "Sweetwater"
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"Past the forest of the flies of fire,
Beyond the waters of shimmering tears...
Now I seek upon the night
Small fragments of moonlight...
Up the hill the headstones lie.
In the circle of stones dressed in ivy,
By the garden of the serene flowers,
And the spirits are there..."
- Daniel Brennare, "Headstones"
