Let’s be light,
even if your wick is withering too…
although the lack of fresh air
diminishes the brightness of your eyes…
although the thirst for life absorbs your faith at times…
Let’s be light,
in the dark of pessimism,
before the sadness of the weak,
before the nobility of the redeeming hero… Continue reading “Listening Diary: Light”
The news came…
and with it, the bewilderment…
Why did you attack me bandit…?
if I did not expect this encounter… Continue reading “Joy”
Querer querer…
Saber esperar,
ser paciente…
no pretender ser más… continuar leyendo
Noviembre, ese mes agridulce, de partidas y convite, de ausencias y confite. Mes que alfombra al perenne invierno, con finas capas de hiel… Mes que anuncia, … Continue reading Noviembre
They. Who fight, who beat. Who smile, who cure. Who heal, who sell. Who forgive, who forget. Who raise, who guide. They. Who raise, who stand … Continue reading Mothers
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