Search and You Shall Find in My World

19 March 2009

O tiera, esperame

Return me, oh sun,
to my country destiny,
rain of the ancient woods.
Bring me back its aroma, and the swords
falling from the sky,
the solitary peace of pasture and rock,
the damp at the river margins,
the smell of the larch tree,
the wind alive like a heart
beating in the crowded remoteness
of the towering araucaria.

Earth, give me back your pristine gifts,
towers of silence which rose from
the solemnity of their roots.
I want to go back to being what I haven’t been,
to learn to return from such depths
that among all natural things
I may live or not live.  I don’t mind
being one stone more, the dark stone,
the pure stone that the river bears away.

Pablo Neruda


Katia Shtefan said...

It's good to see another Neruda poem on your blog :). Were you able to get in touch with someone from Red Poppy about registering? Someone told me that they wrote you back saying that to register outside of the States you would just have to send an email with some information.

Edik said...

i did! thanks katia. but i could not afford to have my favorite book sent to me coz of other charges huhuhuh.

see my related story here-