Greetings earthlings How is everything? I was here again, two days that I have not been able to publish, I was a little busy, cleaning the antique store, I reopened after a few months without doing it, and also go to the lands where I have the small garden. Wishing I could write something, it is already something that fills me, when I spend a few days without sharing something I feel uncomfortable, so I took my camera and went, taking some photos on the way, to at least have something to share with you, and thus accompany the poem I made in the time I took a break, after pulling escardilla for a while, to remove weeds from at least the area that I have planted, because I have another area that I have not cut the weed because it does not make sense, If I am not going to use it to sow, it is better to let it be.
I was walking fast, but I stopped at least on some things that caught my attention, among them a couple of butterflies copulating, as they felt uncomfortable with my presence they retreated quickly, I don't blame them, they were doing their thing, hahaha.
That big tree of little pieces, as it is called around here, is one of the ones that most catches my attention and I always capture it and I don't know why I stop there in front of it, every time I roast.
I thought of you sir, while I was going among the greens of the fairies, there where you navigate smoothly and stop, the moment, that where time is slow, infinite to analyze if you are really there, the call asked that you answer, a soft breeze whispered a tune that rhymed versa made it universe in the eyes, silence is the wave that enveloped the question, and it was there when the sounds heard the prayer of the being that supports the other, to let only the white and tie blossom to the dark in the prison of his thinker.
Who would say that stopping that tsunami that lives inside, costs so much, so that the light is the cover of the book and that only one verse inside the vehicle, yesterday, I was visited by a girl who has 5 voices and is just beginning to understand what is happening to her, She does not understand anything, and she lacks a way to catch them in balance and for them to know that they only have to say, when the pen asks for it, girl just breathe, a bite of tranquility helps you green in that sigh
Love shows its button in the spring of your lips, a silhouette marked in the pupil, the one that dances restlessly to the sound of the tone where angels appear to shoot arrows at the heart. Profile, you catch the eye, prisoner without chains are the thoughts that at every step show the landscape of that woman with a swollen belly.
After counting the steps, I reached my lands, there I began to dance with my tools and at the pace of each movement, we left the brown polished earth. I looked at her again and I love her more, little treasure of my heart, that piece of land. There when I rested, the voice sent that poem that I showed a few lines back and the one that, as usual, I share with you, my good friends, I say goodbye to you for today, with another famous phrase: Do well without looking at whom.
Nota-Note
Bilingüe: Que utiliza dos lenguas al mismo nivel o se hace en dos lenguas
Bilingual: That uses two languages ??at the same level or is done in two languages.
Location: Villa de Cura.
Original photographs of willsaldeno, I do not edit the photos, because I like to put only what I achieve with the camera and not something improved with an editor.