My feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping but I shall go on living.
PABLO NERUDAMy feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping but I shall go on living.
PABLO NERUDAAbsence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.
PABLO NERUDAGreen was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.
PABLO NERUDATo feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life.
PABLO NERUDAHour of nostalgia, hour of happiness, hour of solitude.
PABLO NERUDAI am a book of snow, a spacious hand, an open meadow, a circle that waits, I belong to the earth and its winter.
PABLO NERUDAEverything is ceremony in the wild garden of childhood.
PABLO NERUDAI want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees.
PABLO NERUDAI love you only because it’s you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
PABLO NERUDAOnce more I am the silent one who came out of the distance wrapped in cold rain and bells: I owe to earth’s pure death the will to sprout.
PABLO NERUDAI crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
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 NERUDAWe must dream our way.
PABLO NERUDAPeace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.
PABLO NERUDAThere is no space wider than that of grief.
PABLO NERUDAI need the sea because it teaches me.
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