Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Rumble/Flash

Ah, glorious thunder.  The rainy season approaches, and the desert breathes a sigh of relief.

At night I dream that you and I are two plants
that grew together, roots entwined,
and that you know the earth and the rain like my mouth,
since we are made of earth and rain.

― Pablo Neruda, Regalo De Un Poeta/ Gift Of A Poet


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