Pictures Of Nature - Poem by Esther Ortega
The bell tower in the chapel
rings seven times to town,
and the evening,
in the beautiful sundown.
How graceful the bird is moving
on the branch of the orange tree,
and looking below I can see
a mother cat with its kittens
Come to admire how gets lost
the river behind the hill,
why the round face of the moon
show up among the spruces
telling the pine grove
it will be away near dawn.
And how lonely do I feel
when the stars come out to shine,
the night veil is fully now
with thousand and thousand sights
How pretty is the country night
knitting the skies with the stars.
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