THE PULSE OF LIFE

THE PULSE OF LIFE

I want to live intensely
in the existence of your look
finally understand you,
as evenings
means so as
time passes
when the skin is wrinkled
when you're getting the idea…
Dreams do not escape,
On the contrary there are,
rising before you
life may be short
but the spirit grows
and grows in his eyes
Swallowing the nothing
and staying in the soul
Feeling the pulse of life,
and pulse ...
It never ends.

Author
Sonia Herrera H.

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