The Sunday Posts 2015/ My Little One



My little one whose tongue is dumb,
whose fingers cannot hold to things,
who is so mercilessly young,
he leaps upon the instant things,

I hold him not. Indeed, who could?
He runs into the burning wood.
Follow, follow if you can!
He will come out grown a man

and not remember whom he kissed,
who caught him by the slender wrist
and bound him by a tender yoke
which, understanding not, he broke.

Tennessee Williams
Photo by Alistair

Comments

Yamini MacLean said…
Hari Om
what a delightful start to my Sunday!
Blessings, YAM xx
Alistair said…
Cheers Yamini.

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