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an unknown poet


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SADNESS













Suaza a river in


sandy beach there is a big old tree and

already dead, naked and solitary watchtower
appears from afar.

alighted there, silent, a large bird of slow flight,

a quiet afternoon fearful when the sun shone its last breath.

For a long time stared at his departure
the road map layout, and finally set on the glass

River

her large eyes full of sadness.

I watched with deep quiet
until finally questioned her, saying:

Where are you from and why so sad

're there looking into the distance?. . .
Why are your eyes in pain

lean

and it seems you hear an echo?. . .
Do your eyes shed tears

or river you place your regret?. . . Did you come from remote country
your nest leaving and your affections?. . .
Or the treacherous journey hunter
death hurt your sweet companion?. . .
Or was he left and now you
vague without faith crossing forests?. . .
Or do you feel that you are looking for and called
or in the distance you see him?. . .
Why do not you answer me?. . .
Why are you in your sadness,
loneliness and grief?. . .
Ah. . . how alike are afflicted bird,
our desolation, our torment!

I am a pilgrim ave unknown road map that I follow;
quietly exhaling my
complaints because no one understands my sorrow.
But even as you, am in my path
oasis of hope and peace; only you tilt your head

and I raise my eyes to the heavens!
And while we wander through the world
carrying the sorrows of the desert night
awesome mantle expands

Suaza

and laments from his bed.

Arul Acevedo, November 1950
(AR OF RA

MON - UL OF LU

NA) TAKEN WITH PURELY CULTURAL PURPOSE OF THE PUBLICATION: THE VATICAN ECO No. 695, OFFICIAL ORGAN OF THE DIOCESE OF Garzon, OCTOBER DECEMBER 1982 DIRECTOR: LEONIDAS LOZADA ORTIZ.