Un estado ciego en la bruma,
Sembrado en la llanura
Rodeado de raíces hasta el suelo,
El camino no lo veo, lo tanteo
Una densa niebla y oscura
Solo voces puedo oír, el conocimiento adquirir
He forjado una voluntad de fuego, concentrando calor, raíces las reviento
Explotando en fuego abrasador todo lo quemo
Disipando este clima horror me libero, en la tierra se debe crecer, no se debe retener
Ser libre como viento...
Siento la tierra en mis pies,
Respiro, el aire entra en mi ser
Sintiendo la energía del universo,
Abro mis ojos y caminos por doquier, como escoger un sendero?
La vida no alcanzaría para hacer todo lo que quiero.
Comprender que tenemos fin, que existe algo llamado tiempo
Esto no lo entenderé ya que solo habla mi ego,
He visto seres partir, accidentes ocurrir
Esto ha dejado huecos, heridas en todo el cuerpo
¿Liberación del alma que eres?
¿Volver de donde vengo?
Entender que somos turistas de paso en el universo
Entender que hermosa la vida y dolor en el proceso
Liberación del alma das miedo...
¿vivir inconsciente de ello?
Muchos viven así, luego se van con miedo, tu sangre es prestada
Debe ser derramada, cumplir su ciclo es un hecho.
¿Liberación qué me regalas?
Ahora lo entiendo¿ irme sin miedo?
¿Feliz porque que viví, feliz porque vuelvo, siendo parte del todo y la nada, volviendo a lo que no vemos?
Liberación de almas: ¡exacto!
Debes irte en paz, debes irte sin miedo
Liberación del alma te proveo, suelta esa carga, todo ese peso,
Abre tus alas y vuela por los cielos,
Vuela feliz que en el horizonte te veré fundir y cruzar la barrera de lo incierto.
Locuras de un poeta.✍
English
A blind state in the mist,
Sown in the plain
Surrounded by roots to the ground,
The path I do not see, I grope for it.
A dense fog and dark
Only voices I can hear, knowledge to acquire
I've forged a will of fire, Concentrating heat, roots I burst them
Exploding in blazing fire I burn it all up
Dispelling this horror weather I free myself, in the earth one must grow, one must not hold back
To be free like wind...
I feel the earth on my feet,
I breathe, the air enters into my being.
Feeling the energy of the universe,
I open my eyes and paths everywhere, how to choose a path?
Life would not be enough to do all that I want to do
To understand that we have an end, that there is something called time
This I won't understand since only my ego speaks,
I have seen beings leave, accidents happen
This has left holes, wounds all over the body
Release of the soul that you are?
Back where I came from?
To understand that we are tourists passing through the universe?
Understanding that beautiful life and pain in the process
Liberation of the soul are you afraid?...
Live unconscious of it?
Many live this way, then leave in fear, your blood is borrowed.
It must be spilled, to fulfill its cycle is a fact
Liberation what do you give me?
Now I understand, to leave without fear?
Happy because I lived, happy because I return, being part of everything and nothingness, returning to what we do not see?
Souls liberation: exactly!
You must go in peace, you must go without fear.
Soul liberation I provide you, release that burden, all that weight,
Spread your wings and fly through the skies,
Fly happy that on the horizon I'll see you melt and cross the barrier of the uncertain.
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Te quedo genial ese poema, bellísimo. La liberación del alma, es irte sin arrepentirte también. Gracias por compartir