You will no longer bathe my beaches
neither my bay nor my cove
neither my life nor my future,
not even my yesterday…
You will no longer fill my mornings,
neither my laziness, nor my crying…
neither my anguish nor my singing,
not even my love… Continue reading “Listening diary: Waves of yesterday”
Dear sea…
how you look like my silence…
in every sunset…
Bravo inside you…
but trying to calm our lives…
wounded in your bowels,
but smiling to yesterday…
Suffering your storms,
those damn winds from the North,
that drag your bosom and your being… Continue reading “Listening diary: Silence and sea”
How many secrets I told you my sea…
between whispers and brokenness,
between storms and lightning…
between sighs and fright…
How much did you have to listen… Continue reading “The sea of the secrets”
I snuggled among your waves,
under the foam and salt of your bravery…
enveloped by the South wind,
lulled by the sand of your beach without voice…
We had no more horizon
that your constant sunset,
we had no more North
that your candle and your splendor… Continue reading “Silence and sea”
I sat next to your shore,
thirsty of truth and life…
Sheltered by your bay
and your lost waves…
that heal everything… Continue reading “The silence of the sea”
The morning arrives…
and I look out the window,
to adore you, one more day…
my sea… Continue reading “Battle sea”
How your eyes shine! How the sun’s rays shine over the silver dunes of my sea… How your soul burns! When you dream of asking for … Continue reading Silver dunes
What will you have with your silver tides you flood us and at the same time you break our lives? South and North Seas… Dead or … Continue reading No calm sea
Donde se unen el silencio y el dolor. El recelo y la paz. Continue reading Mares
Maine, caído del cielo, envuelto en mar. Contraste de piedra y agua, con vista altanera de lejana mar. Cielo y tierra, fuego y agua, brisa de … Continue reading Maine
