Thursday, March 31, 2011

jasmine


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"Almost the twenty-first century" -
how quickly the thought will grow dated,
even quaint.
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Our hopes, our future,
will pass like the hopes and futures of others.
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And all our anxieties and terrors,
nights of sleeplessness,
griefs,
will appear then as they truly are -
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Stumbling, delirious bees in the tea scent of jasmine.

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~ Jane Hirshfield
from The Lives of the Heart

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