In the eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.”
PABLO NERUDAIn the eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.”
PABLO NERUDAWhat did the earth teach the trees? How to speak to the sky.
PABLO NERUDAIn love, you have loosened yourself like seawater.
PABLO NERUDAI was the owner of my own darkness.
PABLO NERUDAOur love was born outside the walls, in the wind, in the night, in the earth, and that’s why the clay and the flower, the mud and the roots know your name.
PABLO NERUDALove is the mystery of water and a star.
PABLO NERUDAI move in the university of the waves.
PABLO NERUDAA child who does not play is not a child, but the man who doesn’t play has lost forever the child who lived in him and who he will miss terribly.
PABLO NERUDAJoyful, joyful, joyful, as only dogs know how to be happy with only the autonomy of their shameless spirit.
PABLO NERUDATo feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know, widens out the boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.
PABLO NERUDAI want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees.
PABLO NERUDAAs if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
PABLO NERUDAThen love knew it was called love. And when I lifted my eyes to your name, suddenly your heart showed me my way.
PABLO NERUDAI need the sea because it teaches me.
PABLO NERUDAOnly a burning patience will lead to the attainment of a splendid happiness.
PABLO NERUDAEvery day you play with the light of the universe.
PABLO NERUDA