Las palabras, vida en paz,
rumbo entre las cosas,
fuente de luz
para unos ojos cerrados.
Tic, tac…
Habla un poeta viejo,
pero su paz da vida
y ganas de volver a mirar
sin nubes,
sin vientos,
otra oportunidad
antes de dar el paso

Luis Gil de la Puente

Sunday, July 2, 2006

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