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Wed, Jan 16
... Lamb of midnight
Lion of darkness, lamb of light,
Black of day, bright of night,
Lamb of midnight, lion of morn,
From your death will love be born.

From The Other Side of the Sun by Madeleine L'Engle

I don't know what to say about this. I love it; it strikes me as being so hauntingly sad. The whole book does. Obviously, since I've written a few times in the past couple of weeks. I don't always know how to read it, though. I don't know how to interpret what I'm reading... and especially some of the poetry in there. I'm not that deep yet. Someday, I hope I'll understand something of it, but right now, I read it, and think it's beautiful, and have no idea what it really means.

Sometimes, it scares me, sometimes, it gives me hope... always, it takes me past what I can think in my own mind into someone else's and into the way she sees love. I wonder how I'll describe love "when I'm all grown up"...
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posted at 11:00 p.m.