My Glimmers!
The aroma of an early morning cup
of coffee, which takes me to the
early childhood…festival of smell of the Mahomita native coffee, echoing the
mountain range like ancestral voices, eternal love and pathway of divine tenderness, made heaven on earth…
The visit of the Cardinal bird, posing, moving,
and flirting with another bird…I forgot the gender… visit to my backyard garden…. The mystic sensation of being
paradise for eternity…with infinite time in a very short moment… pouring rain of love from other universes…in disguise…
The water
rushing to the roots of the hydrangeas,
covering their feet and toes, while their multiple colors, keep breaking out
like forbidden rainbow…Beneath the earth ‘s skin revealing the DNA true colors
and diverse existence, hidden human kindness with fragile beauty and unstoppable grace.
The Night Verse
An open window, “de par en par.”
New horizon, shining stars.
Lightness, depths of the night,
Home of safety, healing rhymes.
Building paths, guiding sky.
Earth holding hands…!
Starry
Morning
Sun plays
with the windows
Pathways,
awakening night.
The bush of breaths, one shrub of light
Another
one…!
Many other
strokes of paints…
New
pathways…glimmers of life
Broken
ones
Like a
grain of mustard!
Broken
ones!
Making
love with the branches,
With the
sky!
The divine
painter again, strikes!
The blush
on my banana trees…
The human
sap, full of life,
Running to
testify. Inpatient’s smiles.
Grass shed
light!
Silver
lining, left behind…
Wake me
up, morning light!
