My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
Arthur RimbaudIt was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense,/ That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
Arthur RimbaudMy wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
Arthur RimbaudIt was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense,/ That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
Arthur Rimbaud