We’re learning how to talk to you,
like ancient comics always do,
in silent pictures long ago,
saying words yet no one knows their meaning.
We’re learning how to walk and dance,
while you float by us sweet romance,
on rocky surfaces,
we take a chance,
we let the blood run through our hands.
we reach the the cliff
The sky is strong and holds us,
the air flows through our hair
and as the daylight calmly recedes,
she leads the way,
for darkness is inviting,
and in her womb we’ll pray,
a lovely prayer for morning,
an ode to sunny days.
Though quite slowly,
to reach a better way.
C2020, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 29 MAR 2020, Valencia, España 🇪🇸