Lugubrious Shadow

"So if you stretch out your body, suddenly in the lugubrious
shadow,

your blood upwells into the river of time and I hear
the whole sky cascading through my love
and you're part of the wildfire that sparks my whole lineage,
grant me then, by your golden life, the branch I've needed,
the flower that directs and sustains us,
the wheat that dies into bread and portions out our lives,
the mud with the smoothest fingers in the world,
the trains that whistle through frenzied cities,
the cluster of wildflowers, the weight of gold inside the earth,
the froth born and dying behind the boat and the wing
of a seabird rocking between waves like a clapper bell."

Pablo Neruda





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