pantaleon
Poeta asiduo al portal
Mi Tierra
He vuelto a caminar sobre mi tierra mojada
Igual que ayer cuando era un adolecente
Quizas buscando las huellas de mi tierra linda
Fascinado de tanta hermosura no recordada
En una loca aventura entre su mar y su cielo
Caminos de mi tierra que me arrastran buscando
Mis sueños perdidos en los recodos de su belleza
Caminante de la vida y del amor con sabor a salitre
Caminos de mi tierra guiado por la luz de tantos años
Entre promesas de dia y noche arrullado por su aire fecundo
Con sus arboles de guayaba bailandole al amor
Las manos cariñosa las tocaban hasta perderse en sus labios
Caminos de mi tierra que han esperado por mi caminar
He vuelto a ti arañando tus entrañas de la mano amada
Sus redes arando el Pacifico en busca de su fruto
Navegar sobre tus aguas cristalinas buscando tu pueblo valiente
Caminos de mi tierra, tierra mia con olor a salitre
Con mis pies desnudos he vuelto a caminar sobre mi tierra humilde
Mientra el sol tosta tus playas agitadas marcando mi rostro
Y la luna coqueta me guiña su ojo deambulando en la noche.
Brooklyn April 21 2019
My land
I have walked again on my wet earth
Just like yesterday when I was a teenager
Maybe looking for the tracks of my beautiful land
Fascinated by so much beauty not remembered
In a crazy adventure between its sea and its sky
Paths of my earth that drag me looking for
My dreams lost in the twists of her beauty
Life and love walker flavored with saltpeter
Paths of my earth guided by the light of so many years
Between promises of day and night lulled by its fecund air
With their guava trees dancing to love
Affectionate hands touched them until they were lost in their lips
Paths of my land that have waited for my walk
I have returned to you scratching your bowels of the beloved hand
Their networks plowing the Pacific in search of their fruit
Navigate your crystal clear waters looking for your brave people
Roads of my land, my land with the smell of saltpeter
With my bare feet I have again walked on my humble land
While the sun toasts your hectic beaches marking my face
And the flirtatious moon winks at her eye wandering in the night.
Brooklyn April 21 2019
Última edición:
