from BARDO

The stars are in our belly; the Milky Way our umbilicus.

Is it a consolation that the stuff of which we’re made

is star-stuff too?

– That wherever you go you can never fully disappear –

dispersal only: carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, oxygen.

Tree, rain, coal, glow-worm, horse, gnat, rock.

Roselle Angwin

Wednesday, 7 November 2012

the walking is the road

'Traveller, your footprints
are the road, and nothing more;
traveller, there is no road,
the road is made by moving.'

Antonio Machado

1 comment:

  1. Wonderful! Thank you for sharing this gem.


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