Sometimes a thought / A veces un pensamiento

Sometimes I think
that death comes not
while I die of infinites,
caring for the memories
of that poet I inhabit
made of immortal lines.

There is a mirror on the wall
that does not tire of looking
reminding me in the ear that
life is sluggish and painless.

Sometimes I think
that life was always molded
into an irregular droplet,
among many inconclusives
transforming my dreams
into roads flowing peacefully.

There are faceless mirrors
sliding gently to the decline
while the poet’s yesterdays
will soon become what I am…
Algunas veces pienso
que la muerte no llega
mientras muero de infinitos,
cuidando de las memorias
del poeta en donde habito
hecho de versos inmortales.

Hay un espejo en la pared
que no se cansa de mirar,
recordándome al oído que
la vida es lenta y no duele.

Algunas veces pienso
que la vida fue siempre
moldeada en gota irregular,
entre muchos inconclusos
transformando mis sueños
en caminos fluyendo quedos.

Hay espejos que no tienen rostro
deslizándose mansos al declive
mientras los ayeres del poeta
muy pronto serán lo que soy…

Gavriel Navarro© 2013

2 thoughts on “Sometimes a thought / A veces un pensamiento

  1. canuslupus420 says:

    A lovely piece. always enjoy to words. Cheers

  2. This is so mesmerizing … Breath taking and utterly beautiful my dearest most beautiful friend.

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