A fresh wind rolled down the hill
bringing a new force of life
to the quivering grass
amidst which
she and I walked.
What splendor of Night!
The moon made its way across the sky
while webs of tiny branches
whispered in unison:
Here they are; here they are,
the God-made couple.
I brought my hand to her breast
and there beheld paradise.
Poetry by Adolfo Caso
Pictures by Rachel Eberhart...
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