Equinox

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Jan 31, 2018 02:34
I'm cleaning my stuff and I found a stack of small papers I've kept during many years. I was grouping them into two groups: To throw and To keep, in doing so I found a poem a street artist gave me once in a bus, it's beautiful so I thought I should share it, here it goes:

"I've been looking for you in my paper sheets' soul
Tireless verses have talked to me about you,
about the assiduity of a sentiment that does not know the end.
I've been looking for you in that cloud hidden behind the red sun of April,
only hoping to melt in its adventuress soul
or to be the reflection of its spring blue moon.
The crystal equinox got stuck in a peerless moment
in the light of same verse
the verse which would give way to the essence of the light,
the light that made you everlasting."


María Angélica Soto
Equinoccio

"Te he buscado en el alma de mis hojas
Incansables versos me han hablado de ti,
de la asiduidad de un sentimiento que no conoce el fin.
Te he buscado en aquella nube oculta tras el rojo sol de abril,
solo con la esperanza de fundirme en su alma aventurera
o ser reflejo en su luna azul de primavera.
El equinoccio de cristal en un momento sin igual
se quedó atrapado en la luz de mismo verso
que diera paso a la esencia de la luz
que te hizo eterno."


María Angélica Soto