The trees are secured
In the fertile earth
Likewise your love
As an anchor
It crossed sweetly
My heart
And today
That being next to you
The days are lightning
And the nights
Speedy twinkling of the sun
I don't have more alternative
That to thank you erecting
This colossus, this sphinx, this lighthouse
These hanging gardens
This eighth marvel
In the barren field
That has by name my pain,
My yesterday's pain,
Of course,
Because as a tree
That it is planted on the edge of the river
Your voice flourished
In my lymphatic system,
Marrow and heart
Penetrating until the deepest side
Of my human being.
No hay comentarios.:
Publicar un comentario