Gather the stars if you wish it so Gather the songs and keep them. Gather the faces of women. Gather for keeping years and years. And then... Loosen your hands, let go and say good-bye. Let the stars and songs go. Let the faces and years go. Loosen your hands and say good-bye.
Carl SandburgPoetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable.
Carl Sandburg