Rimas (English) Poem by Rose Falcone

Two red tongues of fire
That come together
And as they near they kiss
And form one flame

Two notes from a flute
At the same time drawn from a hand
And in that space
They harmoniously embrace

Two waves that come together
To die on the beach
And upon breaking
Crowned with a foamy crest

Two twists of vapor
Rising from a lake
Reunite in the sky
To form a white cloud

Two ideas that together are brought forth
Two kisses that at one time explode
Two echoes that become confused
These are our two souls

Gustavo Adolfo Becquer
Translated by Rose Falcone