Wind On The Island

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It is really bizarre that I feel like I’ve been absent from WP for years, even though I haven’t been gone for long. I might be a sensitive and unprofessional writer, but I couldn’t bear such stress and lost my muse.
I have a lot of professional writer friends, and they might do it easily, as the Persian proverb goes, “like drinking a glass of water.” However for me, I need a peaceful environment without any distractions to write, and walking around helps me expand my mind. Honestly, my thoughts flow more easily in my head than when I try to write them down. Anyhow, I need a bit of time to search for my muse. At least, I am happy that the construction process has come to an end, and I can gather my scattered thoughts together for the next period.

 “Love is so short; forgetting is so long.”

Now, allow me to share a poem by Pablo Neruda as I settle into my spot. 💖🙏

Wind On The Island

By Pablo Neruda

The wind is a horse:
hear how he runs
through the sea, through the sky.

He wants to take me: listen
how he roves the world
to take me far away.

Hide me in your arms
just for this night,
while the rain breaks against the sea and earth,

in its innumerable mouth.

Listen how the wind
calls to me galloping
to take me far away.

With your brow on my brow
with your mouth on my mouth
our bodies tied
to the love that consumes us
let the wind pass
and not take me away.

Let the wind rush
crowned with foam,
let it call to me and seek me
galloping in the shadows,
while I

sunk beneath your big eyes,
just for this night
shall rest, my love.

Image at top: Vasko Taskovski

28 thoughts on “Wind On The Island”

  2. Aww, the poem is beautiful Aladin, music too. Thank you so much! I think I can understand why you would enjoy this particular poem so much because it speaks of Pablo’s internal struggle with his ‘work’ and ‘love’ and how his work (like yours maybe?) places such difficult demands on him when all he wants to do is love. Love and light, Deborah.

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    • Wow, that painting is truly remarkable! It’s incredible how the artist captured such depth and emotion. It just reminds me how many horses it would take to keep up with the speed of a train. LOL!
      Thank you, as always, dear Resa, for your kind words.🤗🙏🤙💕

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      • I saw the painting years ago at an art show in Vancouver. It’s hypnotic. I stared at it until they told me the gallery was closing.
        Well, they did call steam trains “Iron horses” in the early1800’s.
        Of course a horse could outrun a train back then.
        Thank you for you fab posts, Alaedin! 🤗🙏🤙💕

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  10. elainemansfield's avatar elainemansfield

    I love Pablo Naruda. The biggest treat is when my Latin American poem reads him out loud in Spanish–and I don’t speak Spanish. I love the musical rhythm and images of his poems and in this one, the power and energy of the horse that matches the perfect image. I wish I could listen to the music, but that will have to wait for the next life. Welcome back, Aladin. You’re in your groove.

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  11. elainemansfield's avatar elainemansfield

    My Latin American friend who is a poet and artist. She reads beautifully, and I sent the comment too quickly. Thank you for sharing the triumphs and the hard parts of life. (I loved acting when I was young and singing in musicals–when I was girl who had hearing.)

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