domingo, 2 de noviembre de 2014

Looking forward

Rather than words comes the thought of high windows:   
The sun-comprehending glass,
And beyond it, the deep blue air, that shows
Nothing, and is nowhere, and is endless.
P. Larkin
I will look
forty years back
and I hope to see
a bright path behind my naked feet
and the empty immensity
challenging my weariness. 

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