Thursday, March 05, 2009

MEETING PLACE


At first she had a glance of indifference
Almost bordering on the snobbish
Every morning under the early sun
Every morning under the overcast sky

Her walking with her daughter
I walking with my boys
Towards the gates
Of elementary knowledge

And as I considered
Her facial features
I noticed the proper lines
That chart her semblance
And knew they held promise
Inside of her
Hidden in that matrix of emotion
We like to call heart

But beauty is never automatic
Beauty is a formation
Of intelligent energy
A breathing of the soul
An atomic beam
A cellular embrace

She was good to look at
But not pretty amongst the children
Who crowed the sidewalk
Who shouted and cheered
In excellent explosions of happiness

Lately
As we sometimes walk towards
Our different but near destinations
Almost side by side
I noticed a metamorphosis
Taking hold of her existence

Lately
As winter melts away
And spring is broadcasted
By the song of winged beings
Who like to loiter on the wires
I believe it is time
To contemplate her
Under the light
I feel I should utter
The words hello

4 comments:

Nelly Cervantes said...

"But beauty is never automatic
Beauty is a formation
Of intelligent energy
A breathing of the soul
An atomic beam
A cellular embrace"

buena definición!

Martínez said...

Gracias por comentar Nelly... ¿Eres la Nelly que vive en Playas?

Nelly Cervantes said...

Mi vida es como una playa con mareas alta y bajas, con días cálidos fríos y tibios, brumas de recuerdos y olas de pasión, pero no, no habito en playas.

Martínez said...

Que bonita vida...