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1 " SongThis is the love I bring,Absolute and nothing:A tree but with no roots,A cloud heavy with fruit,A wide stone stairThat leads nowhereBut to empty sky,Ambiguous majesty.This is the love I bear:It is light as air,Yet weighs like an earth;It is water flowing,Yet adamant as fire.It is coming from going.It is dying and growing.A love so rare and hardIt cuts a diamond wordUpon the windowpane,"Never, never again,Never upon my breast,"Having no time to bring,Having no place to rest,Absolute and nothing. "
― May Sarton , Cloud, Stone, Sun, Vine
2 " O, in this single hour I live, All of myself and do not move. I, the pursued, who madly ran,Stand still, stand still and stop the sun! "