Saturday, November 27, 2010 19:07:42 [paginantes] It all started in you
From: Fernando Luis Pérez Poza
IT ALL STARTED IN
My mother,
the person who has believed in me,
in the last hours of his life. Today
stones weep,
veins of the stone,
air
the heart has stopped beating. I
Moss was threaded to life, dreams carousel
bound by time,
equation solved at your destination.
You, the inexhaustible source, without
alpha omega, kite
infinite universe wrapped in a tender. Today
light goes out,
grows the night, shadows
carnival invades me.
is tied to the forest darkness, screams
glass sadness
uproots autumn almanac.
all started in you,
infinite fertile seed.
started
in you and will not stop until my death.
Everything. What today is
and what not,
what I was, what I am, what I will, maybe
so I will not be.
all started in you.
remember crying when I was born, and today
cry when you die. Wait
wherever you go
if only the realm of nothingness
and laugh together
knowing that everything is over.
Meanwhile,
stay the course,
talk to the rose of the winds,
will fill my life will
and dream of a spring
as one in which your arms
cradled me between flights of gulls.
You were the sun that illuminated the horizon
and now you turn off slowly, like a candle
consumed over the years.
And I can not do anything else
to feel your game,
in this cruel and long evening late
where only sadness.
Bye, Mom.
Chapeau for you and everything you have given me.
November 2010
© Fernando Luis Pérez Poza
Pontevedra. Spain
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