Thursday, July 16, 2009


I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.....


- Pablo Neruda


Tejal said...

Thanks for the post. Had been searching this one for a long time :P

Hatturi Hanzo said...

eTa ki belated happy birthday post?

workhard said...

Kinda cold tone...

But your writing is good...

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Aradhana said...

My favourite too. Have this one on my blog as well.