miércoles, 1 de abril de 2020

Wise old, poem.

Wise old

Wise old
humble and goody
you walk by dragging a fat body
which is a full compendium
of life and works without conclusion.

In the young wine you find an ancient truth
the splintered old supports your cheerfulness
and with the scallop accepted a sign of other times
as archaic as the human conscience.

Retains its intangible light until the end of time
and don't forget to walk.
You will a dog for companion;
the fox, the eagle, bear, and wolf,
you will sing Your Song
on the nights of fear and terror.

Es un poema de mi libro Secreto canto de las luciérnagas

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