Friends, thanks for all your birthday wishes. I can only return - TopicsExpress



          

Friends, thanks for all your birthday wishes. I can only return your kindness with a poem by Pablo Neruda.... In your age, growing.In my age, going.Time is decided,its bell does not ring;it widens, walks within us,appearing like deep water in the gaze, andnext to the burnt chestnuts of your eyes, a breeze, the traces ofa minuscule river,a little, dry starascending to your mouth.Time rises:it threads into your hair,but in my heart,your fragrance is a wilderness,alive like the fire.It’s beautiful how what we live, ages, by aging.Every day was a transparent rock,every nightwas for us a black rose, andthis ditch on your face, or mine,is a rock or flower,a memory of lightning.
Posted on: Sun, 30 Jun 2013 03:12:29 +0000

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