Our Father thou art in Heaven,
in water, in air
in all our silent and broad latitude
everything bears your name, Father in our dwelling:
your name raises sweetness in sugar cane
Bolivar tin has a Bolivar gleam
the Bolívar bird flies over the Bolivar volcano
the potato, the saltpeter, the special shadows,
the brooks, the phosphorous stone veins
everything comes from your extinguished life
your legacy was rivers, plains, bell towers
your legacy is our daily bread, oh Father.
In all our silent and broad latitude! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
'everything comes from your extinguished life' Is the poet seeing the sacrifice of Christ as the daily bread of Bolivar?
Always Great and Written Greatly //// From the heavenly Father These everything our For the heavenly our life here and hereafter
he phosphorous stone veins everything comes from your extinguished life your legacy was rivers, plains, bell towers your legacy is our daily bread, oh Father... very good poem. tony