Last Dawn by Octavio Paz
Your hair is lost in the forest,
your feet touching mine.
Asleep you are bigger than the night,
but your dream fits within this room.
How much we are who are so little!
Outside a taxi passes
with its load of ghosts.
The river that runs by
is always
running back.
Will tomorrow be another day?
Beautiful photo. Makes me want to jump on a plane and go on safari...
ReplyDeleteI know -actually I have thought of doing that at times. Of course, I'd always cop out and go to the zoo instead
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