Take me back to the water’s edge ......

And for today's SoD killer line offering, we listen once more to the delightful Kathryn Dawn.....

Take me back to the water’s edge
Lay me down on that river bed
Take me down to the water’s edge
Hold me under for the longest human breath

Letters from.......

Iceland 

courtesy of the wonderful prose of ......W H Auden

Isn't it true however far we've wandered into our provinces of persecution, 

where our regrets accuse, 

we keep returning back to the common faith from which we've all dissented, 

back to the hands, the feet, the faces? 

Children are always there and take the hands, even when they are most terrified. 

Those in love cannot make up their minds to go or stay. 

Artist and doctor return most often. 

Only the mad will never, never come back.

usual rules apply.... 

phone off the hook, 

Bose headphones on, 

volume up turned and eyes closed...

take it away Kathryn