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Gift
Mar 9, 2005 15:43:42 GMT -5
Post by zaab on Mar 9, 2005 15:43:42 GMT -5
A cool poem I found jotted down in my journal from 11 years ago.....
Gift
A day so happy. Fog lifted early, I worked in the garden. Hummingbirds were stopping over honeysuckle flowers. There was nothing on earth I wanted to posess. I knew knew noone worth my envying him. Whatever evil I suffered, I forgot. To think that once I was the same man did not embarrass me. In my body I felt no pain. When straightening up, I saw the blue sea and sails.
--Czeslaw Milosz
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