It's a translation...from Spanish...but...but..what an idea...fer us Humans...who have made our Lives soo Complicated...n Cruel...
We need to learn so much from the birds, animals & trees...which dance & celebrate existence, love, the sun, wind & rain....while we try to use the same to divide & sow seeds of hatred amongst ourselves...!! :-/
Take care...n Take a Deep Breath...before u dip into this gem...!!!
LOVE,
The boy in rags
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Keeping Quiet ( Spanish= A callarse )
by Pablo Neruda
Now we will count to twelve
and we will all keep still.
For once on the face of the earth,
let's not speak in any language;
let's stop for one second,
and not move our arms so much.
It would be an exotic moment,
without rush, without engines;
all of us would be together
in a sudden strangeness.
Fishermen in the cold sea
would not harm the whales
and the man gathering salt
would look at his hurt hands.
Those who prepare green wars,
wars with gas, wars with fire,
victories without survivors,
would put on clean clothes
and would walk about with their brothers
in the shade, doing nothing.
What I want should not be confused
with total inactivity:
Life is what it is about;
I want no truck with death.
If we were not so single minded
about keeping our lives moving,
and for once could do nothing,
perhaps a huge silence
might interrupt this sadness,
of never understanding ourselves
and of threatening ourselves with death.
Perhaps the earth can teach us
when everything seems dead
and later proves to be alive.
Now I will count up to twelve
and you keep quiet and I will go.
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