Wednesday, September 29, 2004

What would I risk to reach you and to find me?

"You and I
Have so much love
That it
Burns like a fire,
In which we bake a lump of clay
Molded into a figure of you
And a figure of me.
Then we take both of them,
And break them into pieces,
And mix the pieces with water,
And mold again a figure of you,
And a figure of me.
I am in your clay.
You are in my clay.
In life we share a single quilt.
In death we will share one bed."
-Kuan Tao-Sheng-

"I unpetalled you, like a rose,
to see your soul
and I didn't see it.
But everything around
--horizons of land and of seas--,
everything, out to the infinite,
was filled with a fragrance,
enormous and alive"
-Juan Ramon Jimenez-


Told you I was a romantic. Just was reading some poems tonight and wanted to share them with the world. Enjoy.

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