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Recently I connected with a friend I knew many years ago, back in high school. As often happens, we lost touch but thanks to the technology of social media, we re-connected.

In catching up, I discovered that his wife and I had a lot in common and we, too, became ‘friends’ on social media. Though I’ve never actually ‘met’ her in person, I can tell you that in the past year, she has become someone I am happy to call my friend.

She has opened my eyes to new philosophies, new authors, poets and more. She’s enlightening and inspiring. Before ‘meeting’ her, I’d never heard of Pablo Neruda or any of his work. But I have now found his work to be some of my favorite words.

The below sonnet is a favorite of my new friend and my old friend….And it has become a favorite of mine, now, too. Thank you both for your friendship! Have a Happy Friday!

Sonnet XVII(100 Love Sonnets, 1960)

I don’t love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don’t know any other way of loving

but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.

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