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”
They say you’re silent,
but that stealthy you wander
through the deserted streets of this city…
They say you’re quite,
but that secretive you watch us,
on this path of uncertainty and anxiety… Continue reading “Listening diary: The silence of God”
They are the threads of oblivion…
entangled in the tangle of pain and uncertainty…
Threads that bound,
threads that unleashed,
the most painful of the battles…
the hoax… Continue reading “Threads of silence”
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”
Maybe one day you will discover…
the reason of my secret…
Maybe between abrupt tides,
in the midst of the selfless storm,
finally you will feel
the need for a hidden desert… Continue reading “The truth of the silence”
Enter your stay,
close the door…
open your heart to silence…
and leave it in your absence… Continue reading “The silence of a heart”
Silence…
The one that still harbors my hope…
that blurs the lie…
that only reveals the truth… Continue reading “Silence”
Lonely… how much is discovered in solitude… We stop, we think, we feel, we find, what is our true reality… We understand,we perceive, we estimate, we … Continue reading Solitude
Jugglers who tell stories, that show dark farces, to provoke hypocritical laughter, but it does not hide but their greed… They do not offend hearts, neither … Continue reading Silence
I walked through of stone and soil hills, and that reminded me, that still my vertigo wouldn’t make you to cease… I swam through seas of … Continue reading The painter on silence
Donde se unen el silencio y el dolor. El recelo y la paz. Continue reading Mares
That silence is the breeze of the morning, that at the beginning it’s fresh … but then cools the soul. That muteness is the imposed gag, … Continue reading Music of silence
Ese silencio es la brisa de la mañana, que al principio es lozana… pero luego cala el alma. Esa mudez es la mordaza impuesta, que, aunque … Continue reading La música del silencio
Qué bellas tus palabras cuando las busco en tus silencios… Qué vacíos tus ecos cuando ensordecen mi corazón… Eres aún parte de mis sueños, eras el … Continue reading Sonidos del silencio
