Nature's Symphony

In the land where man's hand has never touched,
the wind caresses the trees,
a great hand plucking its vast
harp.
The thrumming creek
offers the rhythm,
laughing and dancing.
The birds sing out in harmony
intertwining with the joyful, gentle
melody.
And the mountain stands
as the majestic maestro, bringing together
windwaterlife
unifying them.
And oft times
I join them, at the foot of majestic mountain,
and lose myself in the whole, becoming
windwaterlifeI
filled with gentle bliss
free from

the hectic world of men

Here With Me

Your presence
hovers ever closer
and though we are distant
you remain just on the edge
of sight

Your smile
smiles in the dark
and though it is absent
it lingers in the distant carners
of my memories

Your laugh
rings in my ears
and though it lacks it source
it is everpresent on the rim
of sleep

Your spirit
is still entwined with mine
and though we are apart
it caresses the fringes
of mysoul

Your love
fills my heart
and though we cannot meet
it always dwells with me
the source of my joy

Epitafio

Epitafio
De estatura común
con una voz que ni vuela ni pesa
hijo menor de un conductor de bus
y de una paciente dama casera
gordo de nacimiento
tengo cuidado de la buena mesa;
de mejillas rojitas
y de iguales orejas
con un rostro redondo
en que los ojos parecen arvejas.
La nariz grande e inchada
parece picada por una abeja.
-todo esto bañado
por una luz de sonrisas y pena
ni muy feo ni bello
fui lo que fui: una mezcla
de chistes y dolores
un batido de valor y pereza

(written as a response to Epitafio by Nicanor Parra)
(fue escrito como una respuesta a Epitafio por Nicanor Parra)