the light of love
I do not love you as if you were a salt rose, a topaz
or an arrow of carnations that spread fire:
I love you like certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you like the plant that does not bloom
and carries in itself, hidden, the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love,
the tight aroma that arose from the earth lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, nor when, nor from where,
I love you directly without problems or pride:
I love you this way because I know no other way to love,
only in this way in which I am not and you are not,
so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,
so close that it is your eyes which close when I fall to sleep.
~ pablo neruda ~
This morning there was the gift of capturing so beautifully (yes, I think my photo is so so so beautiful) the intimate and moving love between Darlene and Duke which shares pleasure merely by being in their encompassing and generous company. Followed by a drive to Main street for a curried breakfast of samosas, chickpeas, mint chutney and chai at Nakodhar Sweets, shopping for an exquisite silk turquoise kurta for Duke and fabulous salwar kameez and dupatta for Darlene and I. (which we are certainly wearing at a little gathering I have planned for tomorrow evening in my home)
There is no answer as usual to explain the mystery of a comfortable friendship, but this week has been pebbled with warm fires, fully belly’s and rainy evening strolls on the beach. (not to mentions exuberant outings to thrift shops with audible cries of ‘SCORE!!” ringing out when we discovered our various treasures)
My cup runneth over yet again this week as I almost burst into tears with pure joy with my luminous grade seven’s as they filled me to overflowing with their gracious admiration of one another’s brilliant and pure way of expression in photography. They have re~ignited my love of photography and their boundless enthusiasm for one another reminds me to be generous to soulful glimpses we encounter when invited to witness creative gust of our peers.
I am happy. I feel hopeful, and beautifully alive. Love actually is …all around.
Oh! and this interview in conversations….is a beauty. I promise. Go see…
I will be back …Darlene and I are making films, having a seaside exhibit and generally up to grande enthusiasms.
category: conversations ~ interviews and illuminations with impassioned artists, open to exposure | | 13 comments »
February 3rd, 2010 at 8:55 pm
oh how i love this.
sending love and hugs and so much goodness to all of you.
xoxoxoxo
February 3rd, 2010 at 9:10 pm
I so love that photo. Have a wonderful time.
February 3rd, 2010 at 9:12 pm
thank you beautiful girls:)
February 4th, 2010 at 1:15 am
i love that poem. my sister and her husband included it in their wedding vows so it holds beautiful potent memory for me.
i’m so glad you’re having such a gorgeous week and revelling in beautiful friendship!!!
February 4th, 2010 at 6:09 am
no one has words like pablo
February 4th, 2010 at 11:46 am
Hi pretty! i posted a link to you today…because i always adore your words so…& hope oneday to come to one of your seaside exhibits! loveliest thoughts
February 4th, 2010 at 12:32 pm
*sigh* I got a fabulous shiver straight up my spine reading that poem. “The tight aroma that rose from the earth and lives darkly in my body”. I am going to carry that line with me for the rest of the day. Maybe the rest of the week…maybe far longer! I love the tension between the light of love and the secret darkness. The free expression and guarded spaces of love. So intense. Thanks for sharing–and just in time for Valentine’s day. I think I’ll post this poem on my own blog to spread the joy (with a link back here). Thanks for the poem and thanks for your blog. It’s beautiful.
February 4th, 2010 at 12:46 pm
this is so very beautiful, it made me cry. I do so love Neruda …. and your photography. The photograph is …. well, there are no words.
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February 4th, 2010 at 1:09 pm
Everything about this post just made my heart swell…The poem…Beautiful Darlene, and her love. That is such an amazing capture! And now I’m so curious to see your colaborative film making…and pictures. Oh my goodness…it’s almost too much!
Also…I thoroughly enjoyed you latest conversations post. I truly appreciate all of them…and you sharing a bit of their stories.
I’ll be thinking of you all when I’m out trying to SCORE at the thrift stores this weekend.xo
February 5th, 2010 at 6:44 pm
I felt smooth when i saw that photo….just so beautiful. The most beautiful i’ve seen recently, just overflowing with love.
Thanks for always posting something of Pablo Neruda.
I love reading your joyous words, always.
February 7th, 2010 at 1:07 pm
Lovely photo, which speaks volumes about their relationsihp! xoxox
February 17th, 2010 at 11:59 am
I love Pablo! Thanks for posting this poem, it’s wonderful!
February 19th, 2010 at 9:35 am
Oh.
soft gasp.
There is always something beautiful here. And inspiring. When I come here, I find myself trying to do two things at the same time…sit still and soak up the beauty, and leap off my chair to go somewhere or do something that will give me the same feeling as when I read your words. You make me want to experience everything that life has made available. I must go now…must go outside and feel the love in the sunshiny breeze.
Thank you, dear dear Maddie. xoxox