Wednesday, March 18, 2009

A Poem

- Octavio Paz

To fall
Is to return,
To fall is to rise.
To live is to have eyes in one's fingertips,
To touch the knot tied
By stillness and motion.
The art of love
-is it the art of dying?
To love
Is to die and live again and die again;
It is liveliness.

[Note: This was originally posted by Bobbie in June 2007.]

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