a pablo neruda

Pablo Neruda:
"Investigations"

I asked of every thing
if it had
something more,
something more than shape and form,
and I learned that way that nothing is empty--
everything is a box, a train, a boat
loaded with implications,
every foot that walked along a path
left a telegram written in the stone,
and clothes in the washing water
dripped out their whole existence.
I went from country to country, never knowing
where to put down my bundle, now so heavy,
loaded with all my knowings,
till with so much seeing and knowing,
moving and moving, asking and asking
every chair, every stone, and later
so many men who never answered,
they got me used to answering myself,
replying to myself without speaking,
talking with no one, to amuse myself.
Perhaps it's what happens to a blind man
who from so much not seeing then sees everything
and in a single focusing
sees
with all the intensity of aa diver
who descends one single well in the whole ocean
and in that place all the fish are gathered.