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

The "grand finale"

You told me about the “grand finale”:
dozens of fireworks launched all at once,
the light burning into the eyes'memory,
rapid explosions echoing throughout the body
creating short gasps of breath.

If you know the secret,you said,
you must look away, for a moment,
from the instantly blooming flowers of light,
at your lover´s eyes,
there you will see the blossoms,
reflected,
in exquisitely delicate miniature.

The look upon the faces reveals
the innocence and wonder of childhood,
and shows a part of beauty
you have rarely seen
and should never forget

The color of light

I have no answer
for a bitter argument
when a flash of light
brings a message of hope,
walking in loneliness
a sudden reflection
on the wall shows
the future