se me antoja que la vida
es como ellas...
pasajera e incierta
que nos depara esa nube gris
que se acerca lentamente en la distancia?
traera la lluvia suave
que remoja la tierra
y revive la esperanza?
O sera una tormenta que arraza
con todo y nos deja en la nada?
Quizas nos traiga una nevada
que cubrira la tierra con
la nieve blanca...
bueno al fin y al cabo que importa!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
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