Mist in the morning,20 October

“I have a mind to confuse things, unite
them, make them new-born, mix them up, undress them, until all light in
the world has the oneness of the ocean, a generous, vast wholeness, a
crackling, living fragrance.”
Pablo Neruda (translated by Alastair Reid)

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