As long as we remain on the road, nothing will
preclude the positive outcome, until the moment of fulfilled
promises—to the fullness of ourselves. By its majesty, no other
feeling of happiness can be compared. Before we resume a new,
different path, we will sit smiling, confiding in ourselves how
unshakable our courage was.
Most Beautiful Fruit of the Soul
Today I have something for you:
the most beautiful fruit of the soul.
You’ll find him over there hiding behind
that road
crouched in the darkest corner,
destroyed and abandoned, with sad,
fearless eyes.
Keep him with you without expecting
what he cannot offer you.
He only knows how to love you in the
depths of the great spirit.
Teach you life, run, slow and a sense of
dedication, no one outside of you.
For better or worse, after every defeat,
He’ll take you by the hand
and the movement of his tail,
waiting patiently for the return of your
smile
until his last breath.
His love is immense because he’s the
caress of God—
his presence here on Earth.
He’ll give you back the love you gave
him
when your sunsets end
and you will be the one to be
disconsolate
in a corner with your eyes wide open
with fear.
He’ll come for you
to lead you to his true master,
there in the new world to run again,
happy and carefree—forever together
towards a future without limits,
no more distinctions.
Of Fulfilled Promises
- Incipit
Poems - Promises