31 May 2013

The Universe whispers

«She learned to tame her expectations and accept the fact that, all the variables implicated on her quest to find the pure feeling are beyond one’s control. Yet, she trusted that the universe will whisper on her ear the exact coordinates to guide her to this secluded place where magic happens and two unsuspected beings can finally find each other.»
                                                               By Raquel R. in Short Story number 7 



To a stranger

Passing stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me
as of a dream,)
I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,
All is recall'd as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate,
chaste, matured,
You grew up with me, were a boy with me or a girl with me,
I ate with you and slept with you, your body has become not yours
only nor left my body mine only,
You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass, you
take of my beard, breast, hands, in return,
I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or
wake at night alone,
I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again,
I am to see to it that I do not lose you.


Walt Whitman 



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