Tag Archives: Pablo Neruda’s Questions

Do you know the answers?

“When does the butterfly in flight read what’s written on its wings?”

When do the blushing blooms stop smiling to   reflect?

When does the gushing stream pause to listen to it’s tunes?

When do the raindrops falling retreat to frown and fret?

When does the sprouting seedling ponder about it’s fate?

When do the falling leaves whisper in regret?

When do the waves ever  rising and falling

Stall their ceaseless motions to sleep or to  rest?

With apologies to Pablo Neruda for stealing the first line from his poem.

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Posted by on June 7, 2015 in Poetry


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