शुक्रवार, 11 फ़रवरी 2011

One Valley




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Once I thought I could find
where it began
but that never happened
though I went looking for it
time and again
cutting my way past 
empty pools and dry waterfalls
where my dog ran straight up the stone
like an unmoored flame
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it seemed that the beginning
could not be far then as I went on through the trees 
over the rocks toward the mountain
until I came out in the open
and saw no sign of it
.
where the roaring torrent
raced at one time
to carve farther down
those high walls in the stone
for the silence that I hear now
day and night on its way to the sea
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~ W.S. Merwin
from The Shadow of Sirius
photo by Ansel Adams

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