This is the
world.
Love created it.
God moved His hand here,
over a sleeping body.
Signs pass, mountains pass. Snowy camels, crouching lions.
Perfect Nubian Dairy Goats.
The slant sun amber on the pines.
I would like to live on a mountaintop,
To turn an age you can turn over in your hand,
that feels the same.
We repair slowly.
I am free.
Love can unmake it.
I would like to live on a mountaintop.
"That's where the sun touches last."
"Love made the bond. Love can break it, too."
-Terrence Malick's The New World
-Naarita Arnold-Avila
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