Pablo Neruda
Words that move you to tears and choke back the expression that you want to reveal to the world.
I have this poem framed in my house above my bar. With the setting sun, the light shines through my sliding glass doors on my back deck. The light reflects off a mirror and in turns shines the gentle pure light of the setting sun on this amazing poem.
1 comment:
I am SO glad you posted this on your blog - VERY appropriate!!!! :-*
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