we must dream with our hands,
we must dream the dreams of a river seeking its course,
of the sun dreaming its worlds.
we must dream aloud, we must sing
till the song put forth roots, trunk, branches, birds, stars,
We must dream backward, towards the source...
We must row back beyond infancy, beyond the beginning
-Octavio paz
1 comment:
what happened to open eyed dreams. I was always curious about the name of your gallery-loved it, now even more, after reading octavio paz
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