Other People's Poems
Thursday, August 25, 2022
Open closed open.
Before we are born, everything is open in the universe without us.
For as long as we live, everything is closed within us.
And
when we die, everything is open again.
Open closed open. That’s all we are.
- Yehuda Amichai
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