Last Night As I Was Sleeping – Antonio Machado

  Last Night As I Was Sleeping -Antonio Machado (poet, Spain) Last night as I was sleeping, I dreamt—marvelous error!— that a spring was breaking out in my heart. I said: Along which secret aqueduct, Oh water, are you coming to me, water of a new life that I have never drunk? Last night as […]

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Call Me by My True Names

Call Me by My True Names   Do not say that I’ll depart tomorrow because even today I still arrive. Look deeply: I arrive in every second to be a bud on a spring branch, to be a tiny bird, with wings still fragile, learning to sing in my new nest, to be a caterpillar […]

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Freshness

Freshness When it’s cold and raining You are more beautiful And the snow brings me even closer to your lips. The inner secret,that which was never born, You are that freshness, and I am with you now. I can’t explain the goings,or comings. You enter suddenly, and I am nowhere again Inside the majesty. Soul […]

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