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| - Pablo Neruda - |
If you forget me
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 towards 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 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,
remember that on that day,
at that hours,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off to seek another land.
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 -
here the whole poem - click here
Inspirations and more from around the world:
We never met - A series of conversations two photographers (Alex Mendes and Hugo Catraio) never had. Short stories created for random strangers - a beautiful art project:
http://instagram.com/wenevermet
This made me speechless:
http://www.amazingoasis.org/2014/12/a-selection-of-astonishing-photos-from.html
Everything NY ladies think about there breasts:
http://nymag.com/thecut/2014/11/new-york-women-draw-their-own-boobs/slideshow/2014/11/13/50_women_draw_theirbreasts/boob-drawings-45/
So sad and so true:
http://www.vulture.com/2014/12/we-need-to-reconsider-art-school.html
If you are in a mood for a bit of Yoga - this journal has it all:
http://www.yogajournal.com
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