vive pablo wallerstein: Los sueños iluminan mi despertar

martes, 29 de septiembre de 2009

Los sueños iluminan mi despertar

Soñé contigo anoche, amigo Pablo, niñito, alegre, esperándome para salir contento. Los sueños contigo iluminan mi despertar. Buenos días.

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Death is smaller than I thought

Pablo died some years ago.
I loved him very much.
When he died my love for him
Did not vanish or fade away.
It stayed just about the same,
Only a sadder colour.
And I can feel his love
For me,
Same as it ever was.

Nowadays in good times or bad,
I sometimes ask Pablo
To walk besides me
Or to sit with me
So we can talk together
Or be silent.

He always comes to me.
It's very simple--
Nothing to do with spiritualism
Or religion or mumbo-jumbo.

It is imaginary.
It is real.
It is love.

adaption of a poem by Adrian Mitchell