Saturday, October 13, 2007

Welcome Greeting From Church





Un Sol (Alfonsina Storni)


My heart is like a god without a tongue,
Mudo is waiting for the miracle,
I loved dearly, all love was lean, That all love
I met with wanes.

I have loved to mourn, to die.
loved to hate, I loved to madness,
But I hope some love nature
able to renew and redeem myself.

Love to fruition my desert And make me sprout
sensory branches, I am a jungle
live roots, foliage may
only could you be dead.

Where is he encouraged my desire?
impoverished Am his eyes the branches? Vulgar
nuisance, pale foliage
Unlike the faithful trunk that feeds it.

Where is the dark spirit whose opacity
outbreak of the flame?
Ah, if my worlds with their love inflames
I will be unstoppable as a river.

Where is the love that I wrap?
have to bring your great truth known ice and more ice
picked up in life I need a sun
I dissolved.



The Storni writes with the soul, I remember when I first read immediately captivated me, as to love, to deliver expected
His verses always dressed in sadness expected that she lived, until one day he surrendered to the arms of the sea
This poem is full of commitment and loneliness .... Freyja


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