lunes, 29 de enero de 2024

sometimes

 

Sometimes I am like the wind,

 or like the leaves it carries.

 Sometimes I am like the sky,

 or like the stars.

Sometimes I am like the wild boar,

 or like the root 

that refuses to be uprooted. 

Sometimes I am like the wolf,

 or like the sheep.

Sometimes I live in you,

 other times far from you.

 I sleep under the same sky 

that the cypresses dream of.

At the fountain, I drink water from the dawn,

 and I transform into ordinary things. 

Sometimes I am the letter 

that remains imprinted here.

 

 

      mvf 



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