sábado, 5 de maio de 2007



(Laurie Anderson)

A man wakes up to the sound of rain
From a dream about his lovers
Who pass through his room

They brush lightly by, these lovers.
They pass. Never touching.
These passing lovers move through his room.

The man is awake now
He can't get to sleep again.
So he repeats these words
Over and over again:
Bravery. Kindness. Clarity.
Honesty. Compassion. Generosity.
Bravery. Honesty. Dignity.
Clarity. Kindness. Compassion.

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