A WALK TO MACHU PICCHU dedicated to PABLO NERUDA digital watercolor by Miguel Forbus Pablo Neruda 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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Nira Dabush 09 Jul 2009
Such marvelous scenario of nature dear Michael... truly BEAUTIFUL... Why don't you post in aw ?... :-)Alexandra Dvinitninova 16 Sep 2007
Just another reminder that the conquistadores have found immortality.Angelina 03 Jun 2007
i hope that you are well in body mind and spirit MiguelSylvia Jackovitch-Kallay 23 May 2007
Great work!Joe Sweeney 07 May 2007
Wonderful art, Michael.