miércoles, 31 de agosto de 2011

Grew up in my chest...

Grew up in my chest ...

Grew up in my chest,
emerging from my skin,
of my blood,
...of my whole being ...
I saw you born
clear as crystal,
sweetly serene,
like a water Hyacinth
floating in the water
you used to
navigate ...
I have care of you like delicate
plant, for that the sun
can not hurt you ,
for that the wind
will can not dry your ,
for that life treats you
with light and force
Grew up in my chest ...
and flourished forward with desires
of grab life
beyond hope ...
I saw you when your arms elongated
I saw you when your eyes get larger,
I saw your amazement
your questions
your answers ...
I followed your development
were leaving , your essence
while you were growing up,
I taught you and you taught me,
was a mutual exchange
of wisdom ...
But you grew up in my chest ...
emerged from within
I soaked in your world
full of love and fantasy ...
Your roots you left me
stuck in my heart
but I do not fell into the trap
to make you my slave
I did not want have you
subordinate to my will ...
I felt the pain
of detachment,
I felt the loneliness of you
but inside I feel
that you grew up in my chest
and you are free like the wind ...

Authorship: Raquel Norma Smerkin Roitman
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