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."
by Pablo Neruda
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep."
by Pablo Neruda
So this will be my last post of the year. I wish to you all a wonderful Christmas in company of friends and family. PS: this drawing was inspired by Neruda Poem, I scan it and add colour with Adobe Illustrator program. One Hundred Love Sonnets: XVII, There are so many poems Pablo Neruda wrote in his time that speak to me. I have so many of his which are my favourite--but this one is one of the few on my highest. It always gives me goosebumps literally!!! Such an intense soul!!! Hope you like it. Merry Christmas
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