Hello! Very good morning, afternoon and evening to all the Hive community, wishing you are having a great start of the week. Next, I share with you this original poem in this great community as it is Blockchain Poets, this is called pumalaca, this poem is very recent, I wrote it a few days ago while we continue recovering my website, the inspiration to write it in particular is because recently I was seeing some of this fruit in the center of the city although it seemed a little strange since the season of this tasty sweet and a little sour fruit of soft texture was over, also called in other parts of my country as water apple or simply pumarosa, I love this fruit mentioned that in one way or another that coincidence helped me to make this writing and well from there the inspiration for this poem, as always I look forward to your comments, of course you like it very much.
Bajo las verdes copas de los árboles,
Yace una fruta misteriosa como la pumalaca,
Un tesoro exótico, de la tierra de los libres,
Donde se sabor y textura es una completa aventura.
Este sabor que baila en la lengua,
Con su toque de dulzura,
Y algo de acidez,
Es un perfil de gusto que la distingue.
Su semilla es una sorpresa oculta en su interior,
Un crujiente contraste con la suavidad de su interior,
Envuelto en una piel áspera y rugosa,
Un regalo de la tierra.
Un recordatorio para saborear,
Cada momento que se nos da,
Una celebración de la vida, y todo lo que está viviendo,
Un símbolo de la belleza que se encuentra en toda Venezuela.
Under the green canopy of the trees,
Lies a mysterious fruit like the pumalaca,
An exotic treasure, from the land of the free,
Where taste and texture is a complete adventure.
This flavor that dances on the tongue,
With its touch of sweetness,
And some acidity,
Is a taste profile that distinguishes it.
Its seed is a surprise hidden inside,
A crunchy contrast to the softness of its interior,
Wrapped in a rough and rugged skin,
A gift from the earth.
A reminder to savor,
Every moment we are given,
A celebration of life, and all that is living,
A symbol of the beauty found throughout Venezuela.
Each one reaps the fruit of what he says and receives payment for what he does.
Thank you very much for taking part of your time to read this, I am very happy, if you like it, leave me a comment and help me to share it so it can reach more people, it doesn't cost you anything and it would help me a lot.
Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator (free version).
