Pablo Neruda

Here you will find the Poem Entrance Of The Rivers of poet Pablo Neruda

Entrance Of The Rivers

Beloved of the rivers,beset 
By azure water and transparent drops,
Like a tree of veins your spectre 
Of dark goddess biting apples: 
And then awakening naked 
To be tattoed by the rivers, 
And in the wet heights your head 
Filled the world with new dew.

Water rose to your waist, 
You are made of wellsprings 
And lakes shone on your forehead.
From your sources of density you drew
Water like vital tears 
And hauled the riverbeds to the sand
Across the planetary night, 
Crossing rough, dilated stone, 
Breaking down on the way 
All the salt of geology, 
Cutting through forests of compact walls
Dislodging the muscles of quartz.