<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=488845" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>How To Deal With A Very Beautiful Disciple</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">she comes like a princess from the<br>a castle high up there on those blue clouds<br>descending from the sun<br>down to the mountains<br>and the rivers<br>and to this<br>pond</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am the grass, and she wants to lie down with me<br>so i can teach her about what, i ask, about poetry she says, <br>no there is no poetry with me for </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am the grass, and you signal the wind so you may leave at once<br>and be back to the arms of the heavens<br>but i think a while and change my mind for i am the grass</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and i am a teacher of all mankind, those who want to die and be <br>covered with my hands, and those who want to stay and be<br>with my greeness, my softness and i in humility whispers to her</div><div style="margin:10px 0">my princess, stay with me for a while, lie with me, and sleep with me<br>under the moon, the darkness of the night shall be our blanket, <br>my thick leaves of grass, your pillow, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am the grass, i may not teach you what poetry is, <br>what i have is to spread<br>love and togetherness, and intimacy that i have with the soil<br>my secrets with the worms, my eternity <br>with what death has concealed from the eyes of your world.</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=488845" data-title="How To Deal With A Very Beautiful Disciple de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="she comes like a princess from the a castle high up there on those blue clouds descending from the sun down to the mountains and the rivers and to this pond i am the grass, and she wants to lie down with me so i can teach her about what, i ask, a..."></div> </div> </div>

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