POEM

Posted by SIDHARTH on Dec. 16, 2012, 8:50 p.m.



I am a man: little do I last
and the night is enormous.
But I look up:
the stars write.
Unknowing I understand:                                  
I too am written,
and at this very moment
someone spells me out.


Octavio Paz                                                                  

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