Ana Maria Alma Delafuente Poems

In my dreams I can see;
I can see so far away.
I wish I knew who I might be
Long from now when I will say:
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I can not move.
I cannot move my arms and legs;
I can not move.
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So I put you to rest again.

Like a fallen star, your fire has gone out.
So quickly it went out.
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Oh moon, dear moon, can you hear me?
Your voice is sweet this night.
It shines through the bareness of the birch,
and glitters the snow beneath my feet.
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Sweet perfume rises from the earth
as I tread under foot
needles of fragrant pine.
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Your eyes slay me;
I cannot endure their beauty,
My devoted heart is wholly wounded.
And yet a word from you will quickly heal
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And I melt, even I.
You have done it.
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I cry tears for a joy that is not mine.
I see it every day as I gaze upon your faces, that joy:
To love and be loved, and to unite in lasting companionship.
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Let us rethink what we believe
about the nature of reality.
The more information we have,
the more clearly it can be seen
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