Neruda liebes gedichte

"Tripping Over Joy" by Hafiz  What is the difference Between your experience of Existence And that of a saint?  The saint knows That the spiritual path Is a sublime chess game with God  And that the Beloved Has just made such a Fantastic Move  That the saint is now continually Tripping over Joy And Bursting out in Laughter And saying, “I Surrender!”  Whereas, my dear I am afraid you still think  You have a thousand serious moves.

"Tripping Over Joy" by Hafiz What is the difference Between your experience of Existence And that of a saint? The saint knows That the spiritual path Is a sublime chess game with God And that the Beloved Has just made such a Fantastic Move That the saint is now continually Tripping over Joy And Bursting out in Laughter And saying, “I Surrender!” Whereas, my dear I am afraid you still think You have a thousand serious moves.

I could have kept you  in the palm of my hand,   but you weren’t ready.  I know I have lost  your body, dissolved into   particles, swirling  like birdsong. I should   have known when I started   sweeping twigs and bits  of fur and feather  off our floors.  “The Husband Tries to Write to the Disappearing Wife”  Jeannine Hall Gailey

I could have kept you in the palm of my hand, but you weren’t ready. I know I have lost your body, dissolved into particles, swirling like birdsong. I should have known when I started sweeping twigs and bits of fur and feather off our floors. “The Husband Tries to Write to the Disappearing Wife” Jeannine Hall Gailey

Matilde, where are you? Down here I noticed,under my necktie and just above my heart,a certain pang of grief between the ribs,you were gone that quickly.I needed the light of your energy,I looked a…

Sonnet LXV – Pablo Neruda (I wait for you like a lonely house)

Matilde, where are you? Down here I noticed,under my necktie and just above my heart,a certain pang of grief between the ribs,you were gone that quickly.I needed the light of your energy,I looked a…

As if you were on fire from within/The moon lives in the lining of your skin... (Ah Neruda - you say it so so well)

As if you were on fire from within/The moon lives in the lining of your skin... (Ah Neruda - you say it so so well)

"You can cut all the flowers but you can't keep spring from coming." - Pablo Neruda

How-To Overcome Loss & Despair

"You can cut all the flowers but you can't keep spring from coming." - Pablo Neruda

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