Tamil poem

யாயும் ஞாயும் யார் ஆகியரோ?
எந்தையும் நுந்தையும் எம் முறைக் கேளிர்?
யானும் நீயும் எவ் வழி அறிதும்?
செம் புலப் பெயல் நீர் போல
அன்புடை நெஞ்சம் தாம் கலந்தனவே

What is my mother to yours?

what kin is my father to yours anyway?

And how did you and I ever meet?

But in love our hearts are as red

earth and pouring rain:

mingled beyond parting.

From http://karkanirka.org

Love

Love Sonnet XVII

by Pablo Neruda

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 close that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so close that when you close your eyes, I fall asleep.

Certainty

"This kind of certainty comes but once in a lifetime."

- Bridges of Madison County

When the moment has passed...

"When you love someone.
You say it, you say it out loud.
Right now. Or the moment..."

Long pause.

"...passes you by, yeah."


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