MUST BE A HOLY VIDEO

MUST BE A HOLY VIDEO

Something from far off it seemed deep and secret to me, hidden by the earth, a shout muffled by huge autumns, by the moist half-open darkness of the leaves. Wakening from the dreaming forest there, the hazel-sprig sang under my tongue, its drifting fragrance climbed up through my conscious mind as if suddenly the roots I had left behind cried out to me, the land I had lost with my childhood-- and I stopped, wounded by the wandering scent. -Pablo Neruda ( Artwork by Barbara Bargiggia)

Something from far off it seemed deep and secret to me, hidden by the earth, a shout muffled by huge autumns, by the moist half-open darkness of the leaves. Wakening from the dreaming forest there, the hazel-sprig sang under my tongue, its drifting fragrance climbed up through my conscious mind as if suddenly the roots I had left behind cried out to me, the land I had lost with my childhood-- and I stopped, wounded by the wandering scent. -Pablo Neruda ( Artwork by Barbara Bargiggia)

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