EFERA

EFERA

My only hope is,

Beam of light, illusion.

Cosmic fragments,

Floating in the immensity.

This longing is only,

Lightweight cotton feathers;

In his serene dance,

Far beyond the crowd.

This sadness seems,

Fraternal song of the waters;

Prayers, tears and sighs,

Lamentations that come from souls.

But everything happens in life,

Fast as thunder;

The eternal becomes ephemeral,

Breezes in the palm of the hand.

* J.L.BORGES