20 February 2013

18 February 2013

14 February 2013

once more, the round

What's greater, Pebble or Pond?
What can be known? The Unknown.
My true self runs toward a Hill
More! O More! visible.

Now I adore my life
With the Bird, the abiding Leaf,
With the Fish, the questing Snail,
And the Eye altering All;
And I dance with William Blake
For love, for Love's sake;

And everything comes to One,
As we dance on, dance on, dance on.

45

levanto de um pulo
de onde virá
tanta energia?

13 February 2013

44

embalado pelo carro
levado pelos remédios
adormeço no meio da conversa

12 February 2013

11 February 2013