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November 20, 2005

Between the shadow and the soul

Sonnet XVII

I do not love you as if you were the salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
                                                   
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
                                                   
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
                                                   
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

  ~ Pablo Neruda

Found at A Goddess' Journey.

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Thank you for the trackback, Tamar. I've just found your site this week and have been reading through it. I find it amazing how much we humans have in common, regardless of age, background, upbringing, etc. You've inspired a few posts that I'm working on and hope to post in the next week or so - once I get all my thoughts in order.
(((((Tamar))))))

Thanks, ikaba. Looking forward to reading more of you at your site!

Gorgeous ~ both in verse and sentiment!

Thanks!!
I've benn serching for this poem since i saw the movie Patch Adams... its a beautiful way to say the person you love, that you love them.

BYE!

Estoy tan confundida respecto de este poema... No es de Walt Whitman???
POR DIOS!!
jajaja
alguien aclare

gracias, besos

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