FICTION AND POETIC EPIC

... of ineffable ages and dimensions we came, from the instruction and sowing of love,
to institute pure and living gold,
we came from there;
the keeper of distances, the healer of wounds and the maker of sounds, preceded us;
cross galaxies, planets and quasars, or dark matter,
it consists of piercing and stoking spirit, igniting its intimate rocks and informing the world with light;
We were, then, a legion of fire and our drums, next to the water that lives,
they resounded and glowed through our burning hearts;
… upon reaching Vecilla de la Polvorosa, at its great Universal Plaza,
- still, and at that time -
the eye of the afternoon was a quantum and most beautiful almond blossom shining among the snow;
we said goodbye, and, after seeing them leave, in my house of stone, straw and mud, on the lute of the soul, I sobbed:
It would take many, many eons to meet again and instruct again with golden seeds,
and this, just, when here, Pisces, it passed and passes offering only pain, pain and suffering;
… meanwhile, the Heralds of Aquarius have opened their doors to me:
we are building the immortal light of the soul and the exalted emotion of the rose garden.
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Antonio Justel Rodriguez
https://www.oriondepanthoseas.com
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