Esta la tierra
verde y ancha
la mar azul profunda
y nuestras almas
que juegan a encontrar
el camino a la felicidad
...lo encontraremos?
solo extiende la mano
y agarrala, no la sueltes...
aferrate a ella con todo tu ser...
y asciende poco a poco
hasta las nubes del placer
y dejate caer en picada
de vuelta a la tierra.
Pon tus pies en el suelo
y empieza otra vez!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
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Breaking Water
Motherhood is like that winter storm When everything comes to a halt And no one knows what to expect And things are done, when they are don...
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Listen, just listen to the hours They are trying to tell you something...
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Listen to the silence That speaks about the goodbye That we never said... Listen to the footsteps That sneak into our souls And scare t...
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To the music...the sensous rythm...the words wrotten by an excentric poet...it brings so many memories...of family reunions...special times ...
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