Standing on the cliff edge early on that spring mornHe watched the sun rise over the rim of the world,Painting the cliffs golden in the clear light of dawn.How he envied the sea birds who with wings unfurledLeft their craggy...
Standing on the cliff edge early on that spring mornHe watched the sun rise over the rim of the world,Painting the cliffs golden in the clear light of dawn.How he envied the sea birds who with wings unfurledLeft their craggy...