The Crystal Gazer I shall gather myself into my self again, I shall take my scattered selves and make them one. I shall fuse them into a polished crystal ball Where I can see the moon and the flashing sun. I Shall sit like a sibyl, hour after hour intent. Watching the future come and the present go - And the little shifting pictures of people rushing In tiny self-importance to and for. -
Sara Teasdale
Este poema me gusta porque habla de sacrificios y yo creo que mientras más nos sacrifiquemos por lograr lo que queremos mejor se siente al alcanzarlo.
No hay comentarios:
Publicar un comentario