Late night reads

Some other time, man or women, traveler, later, when I am not alive,
look here, look for me between stone and ocean,
in the light storming through the foam.
Look here, look for me,
for here I will return, without saying a thing, without voice, without mouth, pure, here I will return to be the churning of the water, of its unbroken heart,
here, I will be discovered and lost:
here, I will, perhaps, be stone and silence.

✨ Soothes & inspires my soul, accompanied by a hot choco 💙

#poetry #PabloNeruda ✨



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