soixante dixsept.

Carrying the dream.

Olav H. Hauge‘s
(Translated by Robin Fulton)

It’s the dream we carry in secret
that something miraculous will happen,
that it must happen –
that time will open
that the heart will open
that doors will open
that the mountains will open
that springs will gush –
that the dream will open,
that one morning we will glide into
some little harbour we didn’t know was there.

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