Original poem / Divine Woman

In the distance you could see the long hair
Gold color of the beautiful woman,
with divine lips, jasmine color,
their hands are cold and inert,
as waiting for warmth and shelter
of a lover who came to offer them shelter.

That man when looking at the face pale, lying and cold
of the undaunted woman, let out of her throat
a silent scream and uttered oh my God!
With trembling hands,
opened the doors of the glass box,
that sad and sobbing man was his dad.
With him, his brothers and his dear mother,
in their hands they held bouquets of flowers that seemed to shine

After a few hours Fernando arrived,
with a lump in the throat and tears of pain
kissed the delicate cheeks of his divine woman
and he whispered in his ear beautiful words of love.
Everyone present sighed with compassion.

Inert awaits the divine woman at her final hour,
the time passes slowly and it seems not to arrive.
The father with elegant tuxedo, takes the glass box,
accompanied by their children they begin to walk,
step by step the tears begin to sprout,
the divine woman must go to fly.

Today I must say goodbye, daughter of my heart,
I should have died and not you, my love.
Divine Woman! Your time arrived,
your mother, brothers and your love,
We are with you to say goodbye.