Myanmar Bridge
Wanderlust over a collapsing and swaying Myanmar bridge…
So I find words I never thought to speak
In streets I never thought I should revisit
When I left my body on a distant shore.
T.S. Eliot, Little Gidding
Posted on Monday, January 14th, 2008 at . Filed under: Wanderlust Tags: exploration, T.S. Eliot RSS 2.0 feed.
