And the stream never flowed
only because they told it to,
nor because it knew it was a stream,
but only because the earth was waiting for it,
calling it upon her and within her,
opening its being to welcome it.

In the book you hold in your hands, it is important to feel the magic of the senses: smell it, listen to it as you flip through its pages, read it, hold it close when you enter bed alone - or not - at night. And as for taste, may it leave in the end your favorite meal that you enjoy with your loved ones in mind.
"The essence of poetry is its ability to capture the moment on behalf of our senses." In this book, you will find preserved moments of pure Love, Death, cries of real people for life.
Go ahead, open it.