Sunday, March 23, 2014

Catalonia. Wanting be. (Poetry)

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Where the thyme rules, and the rosemary,
the sun spreads spears of fire
from the wide blue and the bright foam,
and hands on hands arise live castles
of will and fight and love, skyward.

Where words are the only heavy weaponry,
and core declaims the strong desire
of walking free, of wanting be,
despite of those who don't want see.

Where fairy mountains climb to clouds
with the stone's fingers between woods
and trouble waters banging cliffs
that still endure in spite of coups.

Jeremias Soler
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