Feb 24, 2005 20:02
Today held many surprises.
Including unexpected warmth, two dogs driving a car, and an avocado flesh moon.
There is such loneliness in that gold.
The moon of the nights is not the moon
Whom the first Adam saw. The long centuries
Of human vigil have filled her
With ancient lament. Look at her. She is your mirror.
La luna - Borges