Tree Full of Selected Rain

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Tree Full of Selected Rain

St. Francis
BachGoldbergGould1981
Sparrow, Through a Hospital Window
Cathedral Lions
Sul Campo Del Mare
Walking in Lipica at night

Twenty years changes how you measure time,
not just the tempo.
Some desires remain —
to play the piano, to possess the key to unearthly
beauty and peace, from a distance no one can hear
the hard work, untold hours
fraught with imperfection.
Only love offers such devotion:
to accept transience in the search for readiness,
to open up, your keys to the sky,
when the creator plays his music.

AuthorVeronika Dintinjana
2018-08-21T17:22:43+00:00 June 30th, 2013|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 90|0 Comments