these photos, paired with this reflection...
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Showing posts with label longing. Show all posts
The Rose
Casida of the RoseThe rose
was not searching for the sunrise:
almost eternal on its branch,
it was searching for something else.
The rose
was not searching for darkness or science:
borderline of flesh and dream,
it was searching for something else.
The rose
was not searching for the rose.
Motionless in the sky
it was searching for something else.
-Federico Garcia Lorca
translated by Robert Bly
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