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martes, 15 de febrero de 2011

Tras las rejas...

Al atardecer...


Dedos de sol al atardecer la atraviesan...Con su toque mágico cual Midas o Rey Sol milagroso la llenan de tonalidades verdes y doradas...Cruz cristiana o latina la que las hospeda...

En el puente...



Yet whenever I cross the river

On its bridge with wooden piers,
Like the odor of brine from the ocean
Comes the thought of other years.
...
And forever and forever,
As long as the river flows,
As long as the heart has passions,
As long as life has woes...

Henry Longfellow ("The Bridge")