Willy-nilly

Into this Universe, and Why not knowing  Nor Whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing;  And out of it, as Wind along the Waste,  I know not Whither, willy-nilly blowing. Stanza XXXII of “Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam” by Edward Fitzgerald (1809–1883)

Jonathan Livingston Seagull

 

Dear Father

We dream

We dream

We dream

While we may


Who are we to need

We need

We need

While we wait

While we wait


(“Dear Father” lyrics by Neil Diamond)

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