Re: correteando un sueno nocturno
Posted by mokita on November 22, 2009, 1:20 am, in reply to "correteando un sueno nocturno"
A dream bigger than life it self, chasing it like a gigantic butterfly, white like the sand in the campo santo,espendindg my life searching for it whit out realizing that time has pass and mercilessly changing and withering the wild flowers of brilliant colors that I thought eternal and use to grow year round in the forest and around the houses made out of palapa love and dreams. |
Humbly precious like the teresitas that growing on the beach by them self's with no owner at the mercy of nature.
Flying high about with the full moon and looking down to the laguna while the garzas and macacos sleep in the manglar.
Fantasy of flying witches that my grand mother told me.
Fascinating nocturnal world with enormous surprises like the night when I saw for the first time at sea light the waves with phosphorus,incredible and out of this world, explosions of green light.
And I flew so hight and so far that I lost my way back, feeling sad every night.
I grew roots on distant land which I love equally.
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