I am not jealous
of what came before me.
Come with a man
on your shoulders,
come with a hundred men in your hair,
come with a thousand men between your breasts and your feet,
come like a river
full of drowned men
which flows down to the wild sea,
to the eternal surf, to Time!
Bring them all
to where I am waiting for you;
we shall always be alone,
we shall always be you and I
alone on earth,
to start our life!
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A Pearl of thought
This is the first poem I touched Pablo Neruda.Going through The poem I opine the same that we should not be jealous of what come before us."We shall always be alone."I forward this light of thought in the relay race of viewing and commenting this poem.
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