I want to tell you the ocean knows this, that life in its jewel boxes is endless as the sand,
impossible to count, pure, and among the blood-colored grapes time has made the petal hard and shiny,
made the jellyfish full of light and untied its knot,
letting its musical threads fall from a horn of plenty made of infinite mother-of-pearl.
— Pablo Neruda from Enigmas

 

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