a chronicling of the daily delight at the minutean level
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
a sky of tomorrows
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.
I tell you yesterday is a wind gone down,
a sun dropped in the west.
I tell you there is nothing in the world
only an ocean of tomorrows,
a sky of tomorrows.
Trés beau - pictures and poem.
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