Galilaia - Galilea

Love is knowing.

card handed to me by a minoan alchemist-

Knowing not of her future but rather her past.

roia, Solomon

Come, my (be)loved,

Let us go into the fields

and sleep all night among the flowering Henna.

Let us go early into the vineyard,

To see if the vine has budded.

If the blossoms have opened,

And if the pomegranate is in Flower.

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There I will give you my love.

Paul Celan

Mandelstam perceived intuitively that Akhmatova had been marked by destiny with the gift of creation, for which she would pay by great suffering.