Oh woman you look at the mirror and wonder: who are you?
You are the tenderness that embraces life...you are the strenght of the storm...the quietness at night!
Oh woman, who am I? I am the boat in the ocean, trying to survive...I am the wind that comes by and pass...I am an Eagle that fly high and a quiet flower in somebody"s hands...I am she who loves for the sake of love and give without ask...I am fruitful and empty, I am peace and I am war. I am the fire of hell and the coldness of ice. I am so much and so little. The moon in the darkness of life, the sun warming and bright...an incredible river of dreams, a never ending cascade of energy, the golden nugget, the black coal...the good and the bad...that I am.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Saturday, January 5, 2019
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A Second Chance
365 days we go, Round and around The brighten sun And we end at the exact Same point we were In the past year... But the canvas Is once ag...

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I wish that your mornings Be bright, with clear skies That you walk in good paths And that you might have Many reasons to smile I wish that...
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son dos ventanas al cielo negro de tu alma...!
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Hence with each cloud that passes by Pass as well my life Playful little white Puffy bright running In a spring like sky...
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