Mad Mirrors - Part C (67) Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler

Mad Mirrors - Part C (67)



UNTITLED
QUOTE: 'Every day I know less' - P. Neruda

Little by little
We begin thinking, like life,
With the heart.
Every day we know less and more.


UNTITLED
QUOTE: 'Time lost its shoes' - P. Neruda

Time never had shoes.
It walks inside us
Barefoot
With dust in its feet.


TITLE: A little prayer
QUOTE: 'He wrested the treasures from the waves' - P. Neruda

Among the years of sea,
To learn how to wrest
The treasures from the waves:
The power,
The soft flowers of foam.


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From 'Mad Mirrors C' -

Monday, September 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: spiritual
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 19 September 2016

Among the years of sea! Nice work.

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