Prayer Poem by Piedad Bonnett

Prayer



For my days I ask,
Lord of shipwrecks,
not for water for my thirst, but thirst,
not for dreams,
but for the desire to dream.
For the nights,
all the darkness that will be needed
to drown my own darkness.

Translation: 2005, Nicolás Suescún

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