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We are, each one of us, a gift
Given to the world by the world;
Like so many jewels falling in the night
That would glitter and shine in the light. -
Dreams dreaming themselves;
Thoughts thinking themselves,
Lost in the darkness and shadows of sight.
Yearning imparts weight, and we fall from the Heavens. -
Striking the Earth, we settle into a place
And into a shape. The paths are worn where we walk;
Lines are drawn around the ways we talk;
Walls are built defending our lines of thought. -
Look up to the stars! Those distant jewels shining and crying:
They know what we really are, watching us wish away our lives.
Blind beauties and deaf musicians!
Let us wander not in search of something more.
Posted by: Charlie | June 4, 2009
Gifts
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