‘perhaps Not To Be Is To Be Without Your Being.’ Poem by Pablo Neruda
‘perhaps Not To Be Is To Be Without Your Being.’
Perhaps not to be is to be without your being,
without your going, that cuts noon light
like a blue flower, without your passing
later through fog and stones,
without the torch you lift in your hand
that others may not see as golden,
that perhaps no one believed blossomed
the glowing origin of the rose,
without, in the end, your being, your coming
suddenly, inspiringly, to know my life,
blaze of the rose-tree, wheat of the breeze:
and it follows that I am, because you are:
it follows from ‘you are’, that I am, and we:
and, because of love, you will, I will,
We will, come to be.
Then tell me your number Desiree, and i will gladly read the poem to you.
I would love to hear this poem read aloud. I would like to know if it sounds the same in the minds of others as it does in mine. Lovely poem!
And beauty is flowing between the lines, through each and every word!
Through fog and stones! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
without the torch you lift in your hand that others may not see as golden, that perhaps no one believed blossomed the glowing origin of the rose, great poem.. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Then tell me your number Desiree, and i will gladly read the poem to you.