La marea entre el sol y la odisea

Cuando uno se duerme para despertar, es entonces cuando la marea empieza a sonar, las nubes se tornan de un color verde, y la estrella se ve de por medio en un son de jaloneo.
La nieve se empieza a convertir en neblina y... o sorpresa! el medio dia cae como las gotas de lluvia lo hacen en la primavera.
Es cuando me doy cuenta que, si algun dia te despiertas para dormir, entoncs no sabes a lo que alomejor no te encontraras.

La semana despues del mes

Redactando cosas del pasado y del futuro me encontre con una señora que pasaba por donde yo estaba sentado, la miré y ella me miró y después me preguntó:
¿Qué tal tu día? y yo respondí : Tan normal como una noche, la noche despues del mes...

Birthday

BIRTHDAY

Angels and demons come together for the event,
Waiting for the moment of neutrality,
Hearing the ocean and wind cry,
Expecting a priest to come and heal all the forgiven,
Their moment is this; our moment is this to change the factions of all,
Trees and hands shake memories that bind them all,
Birds and snakes party together waiting for the moment of all,

Because time is a passage to another dimension connected to fear,
Anger and fury unite standing still,
Because it’s the birthday of a new age

Imagine clouds over mountains and cliffs,
Giving expressions of care and shame,
Snow and hail coming down at the same time,
Water and fire talking about the uncertain,
Cosmic clouds displaying shapes of wilderness,
Crashing against themselves as if they were waves,
Waves of an eternal ocean trying to conquer the map,

Because time is a passage to another dimension connected to fear,
Anger and fury unite standing still,
Because it’s the birthday of a new age

And the trip goes forward reaching the lost part of culture,
A place were only kings can step,
Somewhere beyond the horizon,
A mythical territory filled with words of insanity,
Of plagues to fake gods and incredible creatures beyond the human capabilities,
Music and brother ship singing together legendary songs,
Made by their heroes in the past and by their future figures,
Rivers of knowledge spreading water all over the place,
Hearing the feelings of the other living forms,
Watching the blue sky turn dark while writing poems,
Poems to the anthems of rebellion and hate,
Literature of the ancient past coming to a close future,
Seeking the moment to revive,
A revival of a natural cause,
A new born age,
And the birthday, the birthday of a new age.


Because time is a passage to another dimension connected to fear,
Anger and fury unite standing still,
Because it’s the birthday of a new age
Aggressiveness reaching the stars,
As the skies go red and become immune,
Thunder and pain reunite to create an association,
Sweat and tears is what life is made of,
Suffering in every instant is the reaction of chaos,
Does it matter a lot?
The ghosts of care and gender give us welcome,
Wishing us good and a prosper life.

Before going out to the field,
Thanks we must give,
Rain drops and snow falls,
Creations and Wish is what falls.

Día Cero

Ese día lo recuerdo muy bien, apenas acababa de abrir mis ojos, todo marchaba normal, bajé a tomar el desayuno, me meti a tomar una ducha, sentía el aire de una manana de invierno, todo era tan normal...