Friday, November 18, 2011

 

" If only we could speak to one another then
when our hearts are half-open flowers.
Words like golden bees
would drift in.
- God, teach me the language of sleep."

                         - When They Sleep
                                    Rolf Jacobsen


2 comments:

Lené Gary said...

The shadows... and the words. Wow!

Guy said...

Hi Lené

Thanks, this poem by Rolf Jacobsen is very powerful. He is a very good poet.

Regards
Guy