Mercedes Sosa ,Poema 15 , Neruda

David Whyte on Neruda , Poetry of Self Compassion.wmv

Neruda, In one kiss

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If you forget me:

"You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,.."