Hoy me voy al DF a pasar el fin de semana, luego a pasar unos días con mi mamá que llega de viaje el domingo. En fin, estaré ocupada y creo que no me dará tiempo de escribir, así que les dejo un poema.
Besos y buen fin
Up until now, had always liked the waves
hypnotized by their rhythmic flow
amused by their careless teasing…
caressing the sand for a second
only to draw away,
to retract into the deepness of their own cycle
leaving behind watery patterns,
brushstrokes of their beauty.
Now I feel sorry for the beach,
I see the stillness in which it waits for the warm kiss of the ocean
like I wait for you
the impotence of knowing you come and go
tears in my eyes,
like the drops of salty water that sparkle
making the shore shine
vulnerable in it’s pure abandonment
and I too surrender.
1 comentario:
Si el DF se corresponde con l fotografía, ya sé lo que significan las siglas:
¡De Fábula! :-)
Que disfrutes! ;-)
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