Wednesday, April 29, 2009

A Poem by Dylan Thomas

And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion

1 comment:

  1. Marine jan
    my prayers go to you and your family.
    it is very sad to hear what Gagik is going throug. you are so right, life is too short we should not takes things for granted, we all should appreciate what we have and be positive, because no one knows what in the future for us.