III.
Tell me, is the rose naked
or is that her only dress?
Why do trees conceal
the splendour of their roots?
Who hears the regrets
of the thieving auto-mobile?
Is there anything in the world sadder
than a train standing in the rain?
Pablo Neruda
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This writing is very descriptive, I could see all he asks!
yes, I agree with you 🙂 it is so “anatomical” 🙂