Little by little, and also in great leaps, life happened to me, and how insignificant this business is.
These veins carried my blood, which I scarcely ever saw, I breathed the air of so many places without keeping a sample of any.
In the end, everyone is aware of this: nobody keeps any of what he has, and life is only a borrowing of bones.
The best thing was learning not to have too much
either of sorrow or of joy, to hope for the chance of a last drop, to ask more from honey and from twilight.
Poem by Pablo Neruda titled: OCTOBER FULLNESS
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REFLECTION:
- What does this poem say to you?
- What is a learning you can apply now instead of “in the end?”