One of my favorite poets of all time is Pablo Neruda. His poetry speaks to me in ways that I cannot put words to and he has a way of bringing forth so many feelings and thoughts from me. I love to read his work when I am in need of some healing or inspiration for whatever I am going through so I wanted to share one of my favorites here.
It is called “Sonnet XVII”
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
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.
https://m.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-xvii/
So incredible …
Tranquil darkness 