The Sacred Nearness of Love: Finding Presence in Absence
Some loves whisper instead of shout—and are stronger because of it.
It is Good to Feel You are Close to Me
Pablo Neruda
It’s good to feel you are close to me in the night, love,
invisible in your sleep, intently nocturnal,
while I untangle my worries
as if they were twisted nets.
Withdrawn, your heart sails through dream,
but your body, relinquished so, breathes
seeking me without seeing me perfecting my dream
like a plant that seeds itself in the dark.
Rising, you will be that other, alive in the dawn,
but from the frontiers lost in the night,
from the presence and the absence where we meet ourselves,
something remains, drawing us into the light of life
as if the sign of the shadows had sealed
its secret creatures with flame.
Reflection
This poem lingers in the tender space between presence and absence, where love does not require touch to be felt deeply. Neruda reminds us that intimacy often lives in silence—breath, memory, and shared darkness. The beloved is unseen yet profoundly near, shaping dreams and calming worries simply by existing in the same unseen night. Love here is not possession, but quiet alignment—two souls meeting beyond words, beyond certainty. Even when morning comes and separateness returns, something essential remains. That lasting ember—born in shadow and sealed with flame—is what carries love forward into the light of life.
As you read this poem, ask yourself:
Where in your life do you feel deeply connected to someone—even in silence, distance, or absence?