All the choir of stars and panoply of heaven Gaze down at our pygmy web, the snail-like Tracks we leave on a blue-green planet For a mere minute in eternity’s eye, Shadows across the shadowpaths of fallen Angels: yet hoping to stand tall in Benign cosmology that we call Heaven. | 句子喵，分享触动人心的美妙句子，带有句子的图片壁纸，带有句子的桌面壁纸，带有句子的手机壁纸。
