Strangers

A sudden certainty is born

when two strangers

stand under the blue sky

watching the clouds pass

sense an unknown

feeling of waiting for

someone who will soon arrive

have they already met?

maybe in a dream or a glance,

both sitting in a train, or a bus

or waiting in a queue

yesterday or last month?

they are still strangers

but they know

they can not escape fate

or make destiny happen

for good or bad

Golden rays

golden rays make possible
to see the dust dance
showing me the invisible

dorados rayos hacen posible
ver el polvo danzar
mostrando lo invisible

moment

Reflejos efímeros en el agua
me hipnotizan,
reteniendo el momento
la imagen se eterniza


Fleetings reflections on the water
hipnotize my vision,
I grasp the image
eternizing the moment

Seed

(I once read a news about a seed that grew in a man´s eye)

the wet of the eye was enough
for the seed to be born
that man was amazed
watching the plant to grow

A miracle

what is a miracle you asked
and I tell you without doubt
if you are able to go beyond
the limits of understanding
when a desire you have
that has been deep in your soul
becomes real and true
by the great power of thought

qué es un milagro preguntas
te lo digo sin dudar
que si puedes ir más allá
de lo que puedes comprender
y tienes un gran deseo
que está clavado en tu mente
éste se vuelve real y verdadero
por la fuerza del pensamiento

How I met you

I met you in 1981. You arrived in a cold winter day of may . Since that moment you filled my life with your sweet company. You were a silent quiet baby. As you grew up you were very often by my side and we went out holding hands. When you were 12 years old suddenly you did not feel comfortable holding hands with me anymore. I noticed that and I did not force you to do so. You separated from me as time passed. You were very far sometimes that I did not recognize who you were. We spent hard and sad moments. Time has passed since you left the home that saw you come into my life. Now we meet from time to time and we again are able to share company and time together feeling so good...a flower was born, a flower called love.... true love shared between a mother and a son.

Guiding

To guide or not to guide
that is the question