" The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere,
they're in each other all along."

From Essential Rumi
by Coleman Barks

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Great White North



time
slow and heavy
does not move at all
the world's still and frozen
no soul around
no one to hear
the deadly silence
of the Great White North
looming
from you
my love


Eterne
April 2010



Posted by Eterne at 12:36

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