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Poems
May 2013
The Universe
little child, who is asleep,
whose innocence
is the milky way on his lips:
to whom do you call Mother?
little child, the moonβs crescent
lays like a birthmark on your cheek,
and your single strand of hair
the trail of a meteorβs heat:
why are you crying?
little child, do not cry β go to sleep.
a blue-green pearl sits
where your heart is β and beats:
they will find your Mother.
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