WE SPEAK: Poetry, by Iñigo Aranbarri

WE SPEAK

inigo.1.1You say it is fate.

Contemplate the day calling the death,

go as the last rays

innermost shadows,

caressing tranquility forever,

as the sweet music of the port.

Watch as well as the time goes.

like a ship,

large, silent, precise.

Full of questions.

(Iñigo Aranbarri)

 

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