AN UNCOMMON THOUGHT

"The real trick to life is not to be in the know, but to be in the mystery."
-Fred Alan Wolf

10 December 2011

Everything.


Sonnet IV

You will recall that whimsical gorge
where pulsating aromas climbed up,
an occasional bird cloaked in water
and slowness: its winter feathers.

You will recall those gifts from the earth;
irascible scents, earth made of gold,
weeds in the thicket and mad roots,
sorcerous sword-like thorns.

You will recall the bough you brought,
a bough of shadows and silent water,
a bough like a foam-covered stone.

That time was like never, and like always.
We go there, where nothing waits
and we find everything it is waiting for.


- Pablo Neruda

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