On Neruda's Love Poems

April 9, 2014

Reading Neruda's love poems this I feel,

The woman that he loves is some divine

Eternal feminine, a maker of worlds,

Executrix of One who stands behind.

His words, both intimate and sensual

Soar beyond this life of lust and need

And even Nature from his mighty pen

Apotheosized and beauty is her face.

Sadness and longing his expressions too

Of dreams that lie in us awaiting still

The moment when the soul steps forth and sings.

All life is prelude to our awakenings.