Once more I am the silent one
who came out of the distance
wrapped in cold rain and bells:
I owe to earth's pure death
the will to sprout.
Pablo Neruda
(1904 - 1973)
Source: Winter Garden (A Kagean Book) (Spanish Edition), Page: 33 (Winter Garden)
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