Then silence happened,
the silence that is born of water, foaming,
Suddenly, it curdles into a looking- glass.
So we grow quiet.
We do the same as lakes to see the sky.
-- Rosario Castellanos
Rosemary - My Mentor/Muse
13 minutes ago
Then silence happened,
the silence that is born of water, foaming,
Suddenly, it curdles into a looking- glass.
So we grow quiet.
We do the same as lakes to see the sky.
-- Rosario Castellanos
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9/02/2004