"How enduring, how we need durability.
The sky before sunrise is soaked with light. Rosy colour tints buildings, bridges, and the Seine. I was here when she with whom I walk wasn't born yet, and the cities on a distant plain stood intact, before they rose in the air with the dust of sepulchral brick, and the people who lived there didn't know. Only this moment, at dawn, is real to me. The bygone lives are like my own past life, uncertain. I cast a spell on the city, asking it to last."



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    General CommentThis is a poem called "At Dawn" by Czeslaw Milosz, in case anyone else was wondering
    goodnewson July 11, 2013   Link

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