The time will come
When, with elation,
You will greet yourself arriving
At your own door, in your own mirror,
And each will smile at the other's welcome,
And say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
To itself, to the stranger who has loved you
All your life, whom you ignored
For another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
The photographs, the desperate notes,
Peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
Derek Walcott, "Love after Love"
Collected Poems 1948-1984
Viennese Roses in Pink
Captured in the Volksgarten's
Rose Garden in September 2008
Important words to go with your beautiful roses. Thanks!ReplyDelete
THAT IS A BEAUTIFUL POEM !!!ReplyDelete
And how well-illustrated, with those graceful roses in the sunshine !!!
Thank you !!!
..and you will buy a bouquet of roses just for yourself to welcome yourself arriving.ReplyDelete
Happy weekend, Merisi.
September 2008? Do you have any pictures of Hitler at the Hofburg?ReplyDelete
Exquisite roses, beautiful colors, superb captures and wonderful, moving words, Merisi!! Have a lovely weekend! Enjoy!ReplyDelete
great minds...I did roses today too :)
Wonderful flowers, wonderful colours. I am greetingReplyDelete
All I can say is Ahhhh...ReplyDelete
I am enjoying the feast.
Such lovely words and roses....a little treat for the heart. <3 Hope your weekend is just as lovely. xxReplyDelete
Words and pictures are equally lovely. Oh, to have roses like that...ReplyDelete