Underneath your breathing
I'm singing my ancient prayer
my first word:
Life is on you
between your eyes
and beyond your hands.
Life is this hope
of a green surface of laughs
and diamonds in the soul.
Underneath your breathing
I recover the blessed sign
and the sparkles of the Sun.
domingo, 29 de diciembre de 2013
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