I am a book of snow,
a spacious hand, an open meadow,
a circle that waits,
I belong to the earth and its winter.
from Winter Garden (get your hands on it if at all possible)
Posted by
emily morgan thompson
on Friday, December 17, 2010
I am a book of snow,
a spacious hand, an open meadow,
a circle that waits,
I belong to the earth and its winter.
Pablo Neruda
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