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Pablo Neruda

Posted in Our lives as we live on October 31, 2009 | Leave a Comment »

When i see the sea once more
will the sea have seen or not seen me?
 
Why do the waves ask me
the same questions I ask them?
 
And why do they strike the rock
with so much wasted passion?
 
Dont they get tired of repeating
their declaration to the sand?
 
The Book of Questions.

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Pablo Neruda

Posted in In Wonder on October 31, 2009 | Leave a Comment »

Who ordered me to tear down
the doors of my own pride?
 
The Book of Questions

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Pablo Neruda

Posted in Musings on October 31, 2009 | Leave a Comment »

Why was I not born mysterious?
Why did I grow up without companions?
The Book of Questions

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The Monk Henjo

Posted in Aha This! on October 16, 2009 | Leave a Comment »

“How mysterious!
The lotus remains unstained
By its muddy roots,
Delivering shimmering
Bright jewels from common dew.”

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Pablo Neruda

Posted in Musings on October 14, 2009 | Leave a Comment »

“It is not necessary to whistle
to be alone,
to live in the dark.
 
Out in the crowd, under the wide sky,
we remember our separate selves,
the intimate self,the naked self,
the only self who knows how the nails grow,
who knows how his own silence is made
and his own poor words.
There is a public Perdro,
seen in the light, an adequate [...]

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