segunda-feira, 23 de dezembro de 2013



My life when young 
was like a flower

A flower 
that loosens a petal or two 
from her abundance 
and never feels the loss 
when the spring breeze comes 
to beg at her door.

Now at the end of youth 
my life is like a fruit, 
having nothing to spare, 
and waiting to offer herself completely 
with her full burden of sweetness.

to you....

Rabindranath Tagore Art by Guri Stark

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