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Poetry

I didn't know what to say, my mouth could not speak my eyes could not see. ,

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sara

Date:

17 December 2006

Author:

Pablo Neruda

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Poetry

I didn't know what to say,
my mouth could not speak
my eyes could not see.

And something ignited in my soul,
fever or unremembered wings?
And I went my own way deciphering
that burning fire.

And I wrote the first bare line
pure foolishness, pure wisdom
bare, without substance
pure foolishness, pure wisdom
of one who knows nothing.

And suddenly,
I saw the heavens unfastened and open!

-Pablo Neruda -

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sasha Says:

Fri Oct 19, 2007 8:56 pm

awww its cute

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