I believe in my heart that when
The wounded heart sunk within the depth of God sings
It rises from the pond alive
As if new-born.

I believe in my heart that what I wring from myself
To tinge life-s canvas
With red of pallid hue, thus cloaking it
In luminous garb.

(C) Gabriela Mistral
03/21/2017


Best Poems of Gabriela Mistral

• I Am Not Alone
• Dusk
• The Sad Mother
• The Lark
• The Shining Host
• Creed
• Anniversary
• Those Who Do Not Dance
• The Alpaca
• Pine Forest
• The Rose
• The Stranger (la Extranjera)
• Decalogue Of The Artist
• Death Sonnet I
• To See Him Again
• Tiny Feet
• Song Of Death