THE FLIGHT OF THE DOVE
A dove flew and flew
and his flight did not tire
until you reach the top
of an obelisk.
impatient dove
I saw the panorama
looking for his branch
where i used to rest
but the immense sun
I wouldn't let her look
until he wanted to fly
again the dove
exhausted she settled
on the peak of a hill.
From the top of the mountain
the horizon was drawn
with its evening time
and the immense navy blue
with its white waves
fluttered the quiet dove
again with your flight
until lost in the sky
in search of his branch
the one he couldn't find
I don't know for what reason
but there was his heart
very close to what was sought
the one that has found
with such nonsense
the branch of that tree
where was their nest
The chicks rejoiced
after so many hours
to wait for his mother
to meet their children
to those desperate
they were in their nest
waiting for that bite
to calm your anxieties
and the warmth of that mother
his sweet longed love.
MANY TIMES MOTHERS LEAVE AND DON'T RETURN BECAUSE THEY LOSE THEIR COURSE, BUT WHEN THE GREATEST REASON OF THEIR LIFE IS AT RISK IT IS HARD FOR THEM TO GET LOST, THEY ALWAYS RETURN TO THEIR NEST.
EL VUELO DE LA PALOMA
Una paloma voló y voló
y su vuelo no cansó
hasta posarse en la cima
de un obelisco.
Impaciente palomita
divisaba el panorama
buscando estaba su rama
dónde solía descansar
pero el inmenso solar
no la dejaba mirar
hasta que quiso volar
nuevamente la paloma
agotada se posó
sobre el pico de una loma.
Desde lo más alto del monte
se dibujó el horizonte
con su tiempo vespertino
y el inmenso azul marino
con sus olas blanquecinas
aleteó la paloma tranquila
nuevamente con su vuelo
hasta perderse en el cielo
en busca de su ramal
al que no pudo encontrar
no sé por cuál razón
pero estaba su corazón
muy cerca de lo buscado
el que haya encontrado
con tanto desatino
la rama de aquél árbol
donde estaba su nido.
Los pichones se alegraron
después de tantas horas
de esperar a su madre
al encuentro con sus hijos
a esos desesperados
que estaban en su nido
esperando aquél bocado
que calmara sus angustias
y el calor de aquella madre
su dulce amor anhelado.
MUCHAS VECES LAS MADRES SALEN Y NO REGRESAN PORQUE PIERDEN EL RUMBO PERO CUANDO EL MOTIVO MÁS GRANDE DE SU VIDA CORRE RIESGO ES DIFÍCIL QUE SE PIERDA, SIEMPRE VUELVE A SU NIDO.