To live is to yearn for eternity.
To plant a tree is to build a road
to that other world which
dwells inside us.
To drink love to the last drop
so it would linger a while,
to carry a fruit under the heart
so as to prolong the longing.
On a high high silver
lily
climb to the star
and there
in infinity
leave our signature
like a mark
that we are more than ants.