Blade Runner soundtrack thread.
"The Lady with the Heron"
I walk athirst
In a month of rain;
Drought I learned
At the feet of a heron.
Green trees, full rivers;
Athirst I went,
With a shrieking bird
In the drawn breath.
At the only spring
When I went for water
I met a lady
And thirst I had none.
I say, at the fountain
There I met a lady,
She led a blue heron
By the beck of her hand.
Moon-wise the owl is,
The wren not tame,
But I unlearned patience
At the feet of a heron.
So deep the water
As those her eyes
Kissed I never
At the lip of April.
Drink, sir, she said,
Of so sweet water.
The bird was blind
That she led by a shadow.
Lady, I said,
Thirst is no longer.
But she led my eyes
By the beck of her hand.
Of her eyes I drank
And no other water.
Hope I unlearned
At the feet of a bird.
And saw no face
When I bent there;
Such saw I never
In other water.
My lips not wet,
Yet was she gone
Leading a heron
By the shade of her hand.
And my eyes thirst
On the birdless air;
Blindness I learned
At the feet of a heron.
--W S Merwin
If it can be put into words, it's not a Vision Quest.
"This shell was the fantasy world."
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