Donde termina el arco iris, en tu alma o en el horizonte? Where does the rainbow end, in your soul or on the horizon?
Interpretation
The quote suggests a contemplation on the nature of dreams and aspirations, questioning whether they are found within us or in the distant future.
Pablo Neruda's quote invites us to reflect on our aspirations and the concept of fulfillment. The metaphor of the rainbow, often associated with hope and beauty, raises the question of whether our deepest desires are rooted in our inner selves or if they lie perpetually out of reach on the horizon. It emphasizes the duality of our search for happiness, suggesting that what we seek might be both an internal journey and an external pursuit.
In practice
In a graduation speech about pursuing your dreams and internal aspirations.
Perhaps this war will pass like the others which divided us leaving us dead, killing us along with the killers but the shame of this time puts its burning fingers to our faces. Who will erase the ruthlessness hidden in innocent blood?
I want to see the thirst inside the syllables I want to touch the fire in the sound: I want to feel the darkness of the cry. I want words as rough as virgin rocks.β - Verb.
Only do not forget, if I wake up crying it's only because in my dream I'm a lost child hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands.
And here am I, budding among the ruins with only sorrow to bite on, as if weeping were a seed and I the earth's only furrow.
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.
I learned about life from life itself, love I learned in a single kiss and could teach no one anything except that I have lived with something in common among men.
You may bury my body down by the highway side. So my old evil spirit can catch a Greyhound bus and ride.
It seems to be the fate of idealists to obtain what they have struggled for in a form which destroys their ideals.
All that I would like to be is human, having a share_x000D_ in a civilized, articulate and well-adjusted_x000D_ community where the mind is given its due_x000D_ but the body is not distrusted
A human being would certainly not grow to be seventy or eighty years old if this longevity had no meaning for the species. The afternoon of human life must also have a significance of its own and cannot be merely a pitiful appendage to life's morning.
Reality must take precedence over public relations, for nature cannot be fooled.
We can't plead ignorance, only indifference. Those alive today are the generations that came to know better. We have the burden and the opportunity of living in the moment when the critique of factory farming broke into the popular consciousness. We are the ones of whom it will be fairly asked, What did you do when you learned the truth about eating animals?
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