Speak To The Grain On A Beach Of Sand.Deliver It To The World Through A Quill In Hand.

Poem translated

Posted by Yvonne on 4/5/2002, 1:24 am

For tomorrow's day If I die tomorrow, say then to the trees how much I loved you. Say it to the wind that climbs up into the tree or out of the branches falls, how much I loved you. Say it to the child that is yet young enough to understand. Say it to the animal, perhaps just by looking at it. Say it to the houses of stone, say it to the city how dear you were to me. But don't tell a single person, they wouldn't believe it. They wouldn't want to believe that just a man just a woman that a person a person could love as much as I loved you.

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