sexta-feira, 27 de março de 2009

Kin a poem


Brother, I am fire
Surging under the ocean floor.
I shall never meet you, brother
Not for years, anyhow;
Maybe thousands of years, brother.
Then I will warm you,
Hold you close, wrap you in circles,
Use you and change you
Maybe thousands of years, brother

Carl Sandburg

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