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Monday, August 5, 2019

LA NOCHE

A solas en el patio 
       silencioso me siento. 
La noche crece negra 
       como un inmenso almendro, 
con la copa encorvada 
       para abrigar al mundo. 
El árbol se desdobla, 
       se abren miles de flores. 
Blancas y diminutas 
       traspasan el negror. 
El patio vive y vibra, 
       pulsa con la energía 
de soles y de estrellas. 
       Siento en mi alrededor 
la vida de las plantas, 
       la respiración muda, 
el estremecimiento 
       secreto de las hojas, 
las puntas finas, húmedas, 
       un derroche de amor. 
Estremeciéndome entro
       en los tallos oscuros, 
me disperso en las ramas 
       intrincadas, me exhalo 
por las hojas abiertas 
       a la noche estrellada. 
En el negror profundo, 
       como una estrella oscura 
asciendo la honda noche. 




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