THE STONES
crystal clear over the years. in the valley
flywheel action of the moment confused,
shouting from the top to the top of the trees,
silent air lighter than this,
swooping like swallows
from top to top of the mountains
until they reach the plateau the most remote
along the border with the afterlife.
Fall beyond our actions clear,
of no funds,
except ourselves.
(Tomas Tranströmer)
http://www.amazon.com/Tomas-Transtromer-Selected-Poems-1954-1986/dp/0880014032/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8
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