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They die slowly · They die slowly They die slowly, ... Pablo Neruda trans from Spanish original They die slowly, those who avoid passion, who prefer black to white

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Page 1: They die slowly · They die slowly They die slowly, ... Pablo Neruda trans from Spanish original They die slowly, those who avoid passion, who prefer black to white

From a poem by

They die slowlyThey die slowlyThey die slowlyThey die slowly

They die slowly,

those who become slaves of habit,

repeating the same journeys every day;

those who never change brands,

never wear a new colour,

never speak to persons they don’t know.

They die slowly who don’t turn the tables

when they are unhappy at work,

who don’t risk certainty for uncertainty

to follow a dream,

who don’t permit themselves,

even once in a lifetime,

to run away from sensible advice.

Let’s avoid dying by installments,

by remembering that being alive demands

much more than simply breathing.

Prayer for April 2010

From a poem by Pablo Neruda trans from Spanish original

They die slowly, those who avoid passion,

who prefer black to white

and dotted ‘’i’’s

rather than the whirlwind of emotions…

ome slaves of habit,

repeating the same journeys every day;

those who never change brands,

never speak to persons they don’t know.

They die slowly who don’t turn the tables

when they are unhappy at work,

don’t risk certainty for uncertainty

who don’t permit themselves,

to run away from sensible advice.

They die slowly who don’t travel,

don’t read,

don’t listen to music,

don’t appreciate themselves.

They die slowly who destroy their own

who don’t accept help.

They die slowly

those who pass their days complaining of their bad luck

or of the incessant rain.

They die slowly

who abandon a project even before it’s begun,

never ask about a subject with which they are unfamiliar,

never respond when asked about something they know.

installments,

by remembering that being alive demands

much more than simply breathing.

Only ardent patience will ensure

That we reach a splendid happiness.

They die slowly, those who avoid passion,

who prefer black to white

rather than the whirlwind of emotions…

They die slowly who don’t travel,

don’t appreciate themselves.

They die slowly who destroy their own self-love,

those who pass their days complaining of their bad luck

who abandon a project even before it’s begun,

never ask about a subject with which they are unfamiliar,

never respond when asked about something they know.

Only ardent patience will ensure

That we reach a splendid happiness.