Treasure Island

Jose Asuncion Silva

(1865 - 1896 / Colombia)

Ars


El verso es un beso santo. ¡Poned en él tan sólo,
un pensamiento puro,
en cuyo fondo bullan hirvientes las imágenes
como burbujas de oro de un viejo vino oscuro!

¡Allí verted las flores que en la continua lucha
ajó del mundo el frío,
recuerdos deliciosos de tiempos que no vuelven,
y nardos empapados de gotas de rocío

para que la existencia mísera se embalsame
cual de una esencia ignota
quemándose en el fuego del alma enternecida
de aquel supremo bálsamo basta una sola gota!

Submitted: Friday, September 14, 2012

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