Expresarme sin hacerme entender
Now I know
If I ever knew
the journey of Buda
the precious gift of being
in the wonder and horror
of the threshold
being the witness of
light and darkness
the despair and the verge
of a physical farewell
being non-dual
not in a place, not in the so-called time
We have a notion and that’s nothing
Our souls are mere specks in space
with open arms to the Source
yet
we’re not humble
we’re drowned in the forged greatness
and supremacy
but now I’m aware
I’m another dot that shapes the hollowness
Sleep
My dearest starchild
Don’t look at my teary eyes
Stay just stay
Inside my burning chest
Sleep
In your cosmic cradle
Don’t feel me in this dreary site
Smile just smile
At the pink moonlight
Dream of the odds
Dance among sparks
But please don’t look at my heart
Sleep
In your singular world
Ride just ride
Across the far-flung space
But don’t look back
At my earthy self
Let me be the humble lighthouse
in awe of your trascendence
Blurred words
Blown away
Could have written an indigo poem, but
Forgotten at dawn
Like a Polaroid
In tears, though
Was it my fear
Pictured in a wall?
Where are my headphones?
There is no tone, nor sighs
Where is my head?
There is nowhere
Me, there
All there is
The soul wanders
Like a cashmere in the train
Nobody can see fate
Nobody but self
Some of them have names
A birth tag
Some of them have awakened
Shone their own light
The soul wanders
Their own space
An unsent letter
A rough pass
To the gate of madness
A misty glass
Cloaked in uneasiness
I’m always imagining
A beloved soul
A whimsical song
And drifting in
The ocean at dawn
That strange state
Of longing the unknown
A mystical path
To the gate of inner love
La ceguera se ha tornado bronce
Déjame ser tronco en otoño
Y mirar cómo caen mis hojas
Cómo se desvanece mi ego
Déjame ser púrpura en la tarde
Y oír susurros mientras ellos caminan
No hay tonada que me convenza
De la intensidad del verano
No hay color mas hermoso
Que la transición al blanco
Y que el bronce sea mi ceguera
Devotion can’t fade away
It burns inside like a star
Where can I hide?
And why?
Hopeless among thoughts
Of the same source
Emptiness along with emotions
And stranded at the threshold
No more I could see beyond
The mole in the button
It’s unbearable
To hide from the open space
It’s impossible
To run from the reflection
Of the candle at the mirror
It’s imperative
To long for perfect timing
It’s this awakening
A constant discovery
Of the layers in our souls
Escribe
La ventana es un telescopio que observas con los ojos cerrados
Espera
El tiempo es solo un espejismo
Es hora cuando crees que es tarde
Camina
La distancia es un dibujo en tinta
Y para estar cerca teniamos que ir lejos
Hear this sound
Feel
Your feet on the ground
The air
The grass
The earth
Running slowly in your veins
The eyes
The hands
The heart
Burning slowly in this hearth
A spell no needed
An adventurous whisper
Silently bursting
Secretly meeting
In this place, like blending waves
