If hands could free you, heart,
Where would you fly?
Far, beyond every part
Of earth this running sky
Makes desolate? Would you cross
City and hill and sea,
If hands could set you free?
If hands could set you free?
I would not lift the latch;
For I could run
Through fields, pit-valleys, catch
All beauty under the sun
Still end in loss:
I should find no bent arm, no bed
To rest my head
Poem by Philip Larkin
Photo by Weheartit.com
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That's how I feel about my writing. My hands setting me free by creating. Such a beautiful piece. I needed this as dive back into my WIP!
ReplyDeleteHi Alina,
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year dear friend!:)
Really lovely to see you again. Thank you for sharing such a beautiful poem. I feel freedom can only be found within, by letting go of ego and great expectations of life... This is easier said than done!;)
I'm sorry to hear your bracelet has not arrived yet!:(
All I can say, is that it must have been caught up in the Xmas post and see if it arrives at the end of the week. I hope it will be delivered to you safely!
Do keep me posted... The post office did say the package would take a long time to get to the US.
Very Best Wishes for 2010.
Jo.x:)