Miradas | Poesía [ES/EN]

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Un espejo detrás del polvo,
relojes de arena sobre rocas
donde el ave funde sus alas con el mar.
Un niño,
flor sin pétalos.

En las rocas,
amor y funeral,
lluvia,
girasoles,
miradas.

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©Copyright 2026 Roswel Borges Castellanos. Todos los derechos reservados.

Esta publicación fue parcialmente traducida con Google Translate.


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A mirror behind the dust,
hourglasses upon rocks
where the bird merges its wings with the sea.
A child,
a flower without petals.

On the rocks,
love and funeral,
rain,
sunflowers,
gazes.

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