When a northern blue sky and white clouds smile
the wind blow,
and your lungs swell like sails, and the sun
t 'spits lightning at the front.
When robins and goldfinches, jays
all the herons and owls
twitter
unison melody in the heart that you may begin to suspect that.
And everyone knows that the suspicion is the first form of faith that there
When
retrieve all the fragments of the wreck that is the memory of those rags
no longer
say ties and in this light candle not say.
When the dark night the howling of wild wolves calling
moon
chills resort in the small bodies of your children
is that everything begins again.
Or maybe you've never had an imaginary friend, you never
opotser anything you asked your guardian angel,
or maybe you've never heard of a child's father unknown.
Mishima
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