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 |   The simplicity of my day to day. |
Day 3461: April 3, 2024 Prompt: “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 do not 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 your eyes close.” Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets Let this quote inspire you blog entry today. These are beautiful words. How wonderful it must be to be able to write such language. Having read the quote several times I had to wonder what sort of love he was writing about. As much as I love my husband, after all we’ve been married 59 years and I met him when we were both sixteen, I can’t say, hand on heart, my feelings were ever that intense. I can’t imagine having someone who would put me on such a pedestal and I wouldn’t like it. The intensity would be too overwhelming. No, I don’t think it’s a love between a man and a woman the words are meant for. Humans are too fallible, we would surely disappoint such a lover because of that fact. We couldn’t keep up, the scales would drop from his eyes on those mornings before teeth are cleaned, breath freshened and ablutions completed. The only love which would do justice to those beautiful words and sentiments is the love a mother has for her child. Your hand upon my chest is my hand, now those sentiments I can imagine a mother experiencing as a new baby’s hand rests upon a breast. |
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