All People Are Children — Rolf Jacobsen

All people are children when they sleep.

There’s no war in them then.

They open their hands and breathe

in that quiet rhythm heaven has given them….

If only we could speak to one another then

when our hearts are half-open flowers.

Words like golden bees would drift in.


Rolf Jacobsen, 1907 – 1994



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