Wednesday, June 2, 2010

When I die...



 

When I die, I want your hands on my eyes:

I want the light and wheat of your beloved hands

To pass their freshness over me once more:

I want to feel the softness that changed my destiny.



I want you to live while I wait for you, asleep,

I want your ears still to hear the wind, I want you

to sniff the sea's aroma that we loved together,

to continue to walk on the sand we walked on.



I want what I love to continue to live,

And you whom I love and sang above everything else

To continue to flourish, full flowered:



So that you can reach everything my love directs you to,

So that my shadow can travel along in your hair,

So that everything can learn the reason for my song.

-Neruda

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