mercoledì, settembre 15, 2010


This is my letter to the World
That never wrote to Me -
The simple News that Nature told -
With tender Majesty
Her Message is committed
To Hands I cannot see -
For love of Her - Sweet - countrymen -
Judge tenderly - of Me
There is not room for Death
Nor atom that his might could render void
Since thou art Being and Breath
And what thou art may never be destroyed.

3 commenti:

  1. It looks like you could just walk down that road and touch the big cloud! Very nice Rosa! Have a fun day.

  2. Your words are so poetic! And there's beauty behind those huge clouds!


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