After the rain on Wednesday came the most beautifully clear day I've experienced in all my time in Santiago.
I feel a great kinship with the Andes now, as though they are a mountain range of my brothers. That's what I always say. The sun is my mother, the moon my lover, the sea my best friend, and the Andes my brothers.
absolutely gorgeous...i like the poem...did you actually write it? i have one for you...
ReplyDeletedanny is my actual brother
kk is my actual sister
and boy do i miss her!
Danny is my son,
ReplyDeleteJim is my lover,
KK and Coco are sisters,
there are no others.
Teehee. TQM, Boo! ...oooxxxbmw