We are the echo of the future
By way of Whiskey River
We are the echo of the future
On the door it says what to do to survive
But we were not born to survive
Only to live- W.S. Merwin
from his poem The River of Bees
By way of Whiskey River
We are the echo of the future
On the door it says what to do to survive
But we were not born to survive
Only to live- W.S. Merwin
from his poem The River of Bees