Sunday, March 19, 2006

.transferred



"Where there is great love there are always miracles."



"At one glance
I love you
With a thousand hearts."



— Mihri Hatun, Turkish poet

THE BIRD WITH THE THORN IN ITS BREAST, IT FOLLOWS AN IMMUTABLE LAW; IT IS DRIVEN BY IT, KNOWS NOT WHAT IMPALES ITSELF, AND ARE SINGING. AT THE VERY INSTANT THE THORN ENTERS THERE IS NO AWARENESS IN IT OF THE DYING TO COME; IT SIMPLY SINGS AND SINGS UNTIL THERE IS NOT THE LIFE IN IT TO UTTER ANOTHER NOTE. BUT WE, WHEN WE PUT THORNS IN OUR BREASTS, WE KNOW. WE UNDERSTAND. AND STILL WE DO IT.... *sigh* --------->the thorn bird

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fallen rain. (: