+ "When I look, I see clear as a sunflower.
I’m always walking the roads
Looking right and left,
And sometimes looking behind …
And what I see every second
Is something I’ve never seen before,
And I know how to do this very well …
I know how to hold the astonishment
A child would have if it could really see
It was being born when it was being born …
I feel myself being born in each moment,
In the eternal newness of the world …
I believe in the world like I believe in a marigold,
Because I see it. But I don’t think about it
Because to think is to not understand …
The world wasn’t made for us to think about
(To think is to be sick in the eyes)
But for us to look at and agree with …
I don’t have a philosophy: I have senses …
If I talk about Nature, it’s not because I know what it is,
But because I love it, and the reason I love it
Is because when you love you never know what you love,
Or why you love, or what loving is …
Loving is eternal innocence,
And the only innocence is not thinking …"
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Fernando Pessoa, from The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro, trans. Chris Daniels, with thanks to journalofanobody