Luminous mind, bright devil of absolute clusterings, of upright noon---: here we are at last, alone, without loneliness, far from the savage city's delirium. Just as a pure line describes the dove's curve, as the fire honors and nourishes peace, so you and I made this heavenly outcome. The mind and love live naked in this house. Furious dreams, rivers of bitter certainty, decisions harder than the dreams of a hammer flowed into the lovers' double cup, until those twins were lifted into balance on the scale: the mind and love, like two wings. ---So this transparency was built. Pablo Neruda