
“Perhaps not to be is to be without your being,
without your going, that cuts noon light
like a blue flower, without your passing
later through fog and stones,
without the torch you lift in your hand
that others may not see as golden,
that perhaps no one believed blossomed
the glowing origin of the rose,
without, in the end, your being, your coming
suddenly, inspiringly, to know my life,
blaze of the rose-tree, wheat of the breeze:
and it follows that I am, because you are:
it follows from ‘you are’, that I am, and we:
and, because of love, you will, I will,
We will, come to be.”
― Pablo Neruda
Gorgeous!! 😊😊
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Thanks Trini. 🙂
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😊😊
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Very nice
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Thank you. 🙂
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Oh that blue takes my breath away! WOW!
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Thank you Amy. 🙂
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Wow this is absolutely stunning *both the picture and poem)! I’m so addicted looking at this picture as I’m a big fan of blue ❤ ❤ ❤
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Thank you Khloe. 🙂
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You’re most welcome my dear friend 🙂
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beautiful! that colour! ❤ Love it
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Thanks Misty. 🙂
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