Cantos del alma

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visited my dream,
as if you were a mirage
in the heart of the desert.
waded into the water
fully clothed at sunrise
stripped down as we left
as if all had been lifted
though gravity still
weighed on us.
the sun warmed the air
but as it rose
the sky grew dim.
life seemed a fleeting dream.

the secret to eternity
seemed bound to the harmony
of your face
turned toward the light,
drawing warmth from life.
love for the serpent,
where even the innocent soul
could find purification
in the light of eternity.

far from cities,
far from societies,
far from all the losses and ruins
we were away.
across the crowd,
all through the ages
ages of darkness
follow the corpses.
shrouded in darkness,
we followed the trails of corpses.
dressed in black,
cities drowned in chaos.

while escaping the maze of thoughts,
the clock never stopped
the climb seemed endless
toward a height of my trembling hands
blackened the skies
guided by my primal instincts.
knew truths learned
seeing meant
seeing what was really there.

Love,
a mysterious yearning
for understanding
where hunger
and the thirst
never fully were quenched.
Solitude,
once spoken
became immutable.
What had been said
though unpretentious
a treasure beneath the surface.

You and I,
like constellations
power found its roots
in goodness
as if to shape new truths.
Now we are returning
to the source of dreams
to where fantasies are born.
I am a fish in water,
give me your demons,
give me your wounds,
given with tenderness,
transform into a sea of calm
though the darkness
still lingers.

Cantos del alma
echoing from the womb,
from the dark night of the soul
an embryo
you heard me crying
you heard me shouting
through the temple of psyche.

-To rise, to dance,
raw and exposed,
naked to the world.

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