Saturday, March 26, 2011

Stomach Problems In Arms

BEFORE THE PIGEONS


Before death is life,
shut before I sing,
sing in every corner of my days,
, to speak, maybe cry.
Before you sit still
I travel,
travel the world without borders
and center myself,
go from joy to sadness,
of me to you, from you to me, I love him
while
moment or crack.
Before leaving
I must say that I'm here,
Hear this all
and Hear this field,
hear the trees
Hear this and stones,
hear my voice
and my gestures,
also hear my eyes
say more.
Before I
I get
and I feel the earth,
air, sea and time;
me to see all
before leaving.

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