Los nudos de mi corazón

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Tu presencia es como la fresca humedad de una madrugada fría

Es el nacer de un nuevo día

Con las voces de las aves y los verdes de las plantas

Y el sol con su inmaculada fuerza

 trepando con monumental esfuerzo el horizonte.

 

Mi corazón mortal me mantiene estático frente a ti

Las palabras no logran formarse,

se quedan atrapadas en los espejos de la reflexión

es cómo una cuerda anudada

que entre más se afloja un nudo, más se aprieta otro

sufro por este predicamento, el predicamento del deseo.

 

Pero más que sufrir, siento los vientos del tiempo y del cambio

Tienen una tremenda fuerza

Una fuerza real que mueve el mundo y los deseos

y con estos vientos se eleva mi emoción, mi adrenalina

por conocerte más cada día.

 

Son estos vientos una fuerza natural inefable

Soy mortal y les temo,

no quiero ser carne de cañón de mi propio corazón

pero la alegría también la pueden brindar

pues estos vientos también pueden avivar las llamas del espíritu.

 

He caído por ti

Mas no se si fui yo mismo quien me ha empujado

Pues no quisiera que fuera de otra manera

Quiero volar, verte a los ojos y conocer tu alma

Solo la naturaleza podrá revelar mi destino.

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