Beatriz Alarcón García



domingo, 22 de marzo de 2009

Tree of life

Tree of life
somewhere
in the deep woods
I am standing
blossoming with vigor
and growing
in my branches
with ripening fruit
enclosing
the seed of the future
awaiting that
timeless moment
in the polific season
when the seed
will find it itself
assimilated
to sprout again
in the unfailing
womb of creation
and as the Tree of life
thought seeminghy whole
I silently persist
in clinging to earth
for sustenance
and power
only to realize
the glory of the ceaseless cycle
of changing seasons.
(Rajender Krishan)

4 comentarios:

  1. Sure Kashmir, the poem is wonderful, the image
    is a draw of a friend.

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  2. Por ahora. Y sólo por ahora! Es el poema que más me gusta, porque el poema es una rotunda descripción del ciclo de la vida, o sea, la naturaleza intrínseca en su proceso.

    So far. And only so far! It´s the poem that I like more, because the poem is a full description of the cycle of the life, that´s to say, the intrinsic nature in this process.

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  3. The poem is a cycle, the life is a cycle,
    the universe is a cycle, we are a cycle.

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