Ruby Sunday
art by Marc Chagall (1887-1985)
Anniversary poem for Kano Forty is a ruby, is this bright ruby day, is your ruby-coloured dress, is the ruby of your lips is the ruby in your eyes that is me holding your hand while you float above, ecstatic in the breeze, like a ruby balloon. Forty is also the day we begin to make another ruby, just as wonderful, at the rise of which, I know, as I know anything, we will be as two, two ecstatic rubies swaying in the breeze of the bright night, still holding hands.
“I know, as I know anything,
we will be as two,
two ecstatic rubies
swaying in the breeze
of the bright night,
still holding hands. “
Love this
So celebratory and loving!