Oceanic dawn
at the center
of my life,
waves like grapes,
the sky’s solitude,
you fill me
and flood
the complete sea,
the undiminished sky,
tempo
and space,
sea foam’s white
battalions,
the orange earth,
the sun’s
fiery waist
in agony,
so many
gifts and talents,
birds soaring into their dreams,
and the sea, the sea,
suspended
aroma,
chorus of rich, resonant salt,
and meanwhile,
we men,
touch the water,
struggling,
and hoping,
we touch the sea,
hoping.
And the waves tell the firm coast:
‘Everything will be fulfilled.’
(Note: Neruda is probably my favorite poet – from his love songs to his birthday gift to himself to his expression of becoming a poet at 60 – to me, it is an expression of a life fully lived with much to share and many layers to uncover. This poem is a good piece of writing to have handy – it is truly an ode to hope, to everything that will be fulfilled..)
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