martes, 4 de junio de 2013

Beach without sun. Poem.

Beach without sun

An old book and canticles new
Prayers in the mire
Rain, hail,
death in the fireworks.

The beach itself without sun
Without end and without time
The divine play
that still do not understand.

Vikings and oriental
Christians and Muslims
united by the same interior effort.

In an old cathedral
each find something that called him
to fight with your destination and discover

what is simply Love.

A new poem in english.
Secreto canto de las luciérnagas.

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