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| Taken from Pablo Neruda's 100 Love Sonnets |
Been going through a myriad of emotions for several weeks now with all the big changes in my life and today, I felt like reawakening my romantic side which has been dormant for the past 12 years. Being a solo mom with double the hard work, I have taken for granted that part of me which has inspired so much of my creativity throughout my life from my designing to my writing to my handicrafts.
Browsing through love poetry on the net, I came upon this beautiful piece from Pablo Neruda's 100 Love Sonnets:
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 do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
It was so beautiful that it felt like it was sacrilegious to merely reading it on the screen, that somehow the words called out to me that they had to be handwritten and so I did as you can see on the photo above.
