lunes, 1 de abril de 2013

BEHIND THE GLASS

On  the other side is Freedom.
Here, the calm,
stillness,
the sweet solitude of whom expected,
like a broken flower,
resigned to die.
Behind the glass, life.
On this side, death
plunges his wounded stem
into the silent water
of dreams
that should never be.

Blanca Langa

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