Sunday in CinCity
For nothing is fixed, forever and forever and forever, it is not fixed;
the earth is always shifting, the light is always changing, the sea does
not cease to grind down rock. Generations do not cease to be born,
and we are responsible to them because we are the only witnesses
they have. The sea rises, the light fails, lovers cling to each other,
and children cling to us. The moment we cease to hold each other,
the sea engulfs us and the light goes out.
--James Baldwin
please note: art by Ana Juan, Reflections as New Yorker cover
Perfect thought for the day. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. I am so grateful to you for sharing poetry with us. Thank you.
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ReplyDeleteShades of Dover Beach...
ReplyDeleteIs it then folly to hope yet for peace on earth ?