<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484697" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Neighbor</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">you live in the clouds<br>below all these drifters<br>are the stones<br>flowers of the earth<br>children of the <br>chipped cliffs</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we are the progeny<br>of the rocks<br>from our cracks <br>waters flow<br>thirsts are quenched<br>and strangers <br>spread the news about<br>us: from our hardness<br>and painless existence<br>comes out<br>the softness and kindness<br>of the waters<br>of this earth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you shift and gather<br>somewhere<br>soundlessly<br>looking down upon us<br>in the hardness of<br>our silenced<br>existence</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you predict weathers<br>you tell us you own the rain<br>and the sun</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we look forward<br>adapt to the changes<br>for one thing<br>we do not drift and gather<br>somewhere<br>still asking for the<br>correct directions</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we are blind<br>and so we know what is within us<br>we have no other option<br>we are the stones<br>we ask no more<br>about those questions<br>neither do we keep those answers<br>we are here<br>we do not move<br>we do not blink<br>we welcome the moss<br>we are never tossed....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">neighbor cloud<br>nebulous, oh how infamous<br>now, tumultuous<br>fatuous...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484697" data-title="A Neighbor de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="you live in the clouds below all these drifters are the stones flowers of the earth children of the chipped cliffs we are the progeny of the rocks from our cracks waters flow thirsts are quenched and strangers spread the news about us: from ou..."></div> </div> </div>

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