In the childhood of mist my soul, winged and wounded.
(A Song Of Despair)
More Quotes from Pablo Neruda:
And then on every tablein the world,
salt,
we see your piquant
powder
sprinkling
vital light
upon
our food.
Pablo Neruda
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine
Pablo Neruda
Then,
We came by night to the Fortunate Isles,
And lay like fish
Under the net of our kisses.
Pablo Neruda
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
Pablo Neruda
Joyful, joyful, joyful,
as only dogs know how to be happy
with only the autonomy
of their shameless spirit.
Pablo Neruda
the geysers flooding from deep in its vault:
in my mouth I felt the taste of fire again,
of blood and carnations, of rock and scald.
Pablo Neruda
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