My story to remain untold

You say you’ll wait,

And you say you can’t wait!

 You say what your soul generates

 And I just fascinate

 You stay still for the sign

 You hold that breath for our time

 And I can’t wait!

 I’ll wait…

And you’re just you,

the same old, same old

And I’m still me

The same two unthinkable souls

Growing together and apart

Time made me understand

Made this twisting effect

And suddenly things are so able to happen

It’s so easy to proceed

Reality stroke and turned to a promising blue

A river waiting for spring,

An expectant field.

And you, and me, and life in between

And you, and me, and forces in between

And I see the face of elderly people laughing,

And I understand wisdom

I feel relief while I can’t sleep

The wind blows right into my eyes

But I can’t even think of slowing down

Even if sometimes fear makes me wish

I just tide up my hair,

look at myself in the mirror,

stare straight into my eyes 

And walk like a proud crowd.

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HARRY POTTER SERIOUSLY BLACK

” I just feel so angry all the time.  What if after everything

 

 that I’ve been through, something’s gone wrong inside

 

me? What if I’m becoming bad?

 

 

– You’re not a bad person. You are a very good person, who bad things have happened to. Besides, the world isn’t split into good people and bad people, we’ve all got both light and dark inside of us. What matters is the part we chose to act on. That’s who we really are.”

 

BORGES… FIN DE UN CICLIO, FIN DE UN ANIO

NI EL PORMENOR simbolico
de reemplazar un tres por un dos
ni esa metafora baldia
que convoca un lapso que muere y otro que surge
ni el cumplimiento de un proceso astronomico
aturden y socavan
la altiplanicie de esta noche
y nos obligan a esperar
las doce irreparables campanadas.
La causa verdadera
es la sospecha general y borrosa
del enigma del Tiempo;
es el asombro ante el milagro
de que a despecho de infinitos azares,
de que a despecho de que somos
las gotas del rio de Heraclito,
perdure algo entre nosotros:
inmovil,
algo que no encontro lo que buscaba.

J.L.Borges.