All the warm nights
sleep in moonlight
keep letting it
go into you
do this all your life
do this
you will shine outward
in old age
the moon will think
you are
the moon
Saturday, August 2, 2008
That last post reminded me of a Native American poem that I memorized when I was in my 20's. I thought then, and still do, that is is one of the most gorgeous images I've ever read...
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