domingo, 9 de junio de 2013

Return to the Way. Poem.

Return to the Way
Return the Way
Return by the Way
Take a backpack and walk.
Clear skies
Golden land
The flight of birds
The brightness of the stones.

An old lame with a sack to slopes
Escapes from the mental networks
That trap lives and works
Heavenly butterflies.
The old dragon
and the millions of stars observed
The gaze of the cows
The weary step of these old oxen.
Two white doves
And thousands of green birds.
A mystery without discovering.
In his hand carries a flower.

He can only die.

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