I Thank You Standing Bellow Your Sandy Neck Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

i thank god for his gift of you

This companion of the foam

the fecundity of the earth

the fountain of joy

smiling at your mirage

i wanted to posses your ephimeral beauty

happyness overwhelming

The melody of your singing of a drunken sailor resting on a beach saturating redemptor take me to another land

are you far or near we can go on the raft on the river but, go quicker by tram

a meere distraction from the escape from the forest

an escape to the forbiden garden of the muses, that guard the stream

love made me do things

obliged me to perform, the greatest opera



his postumous creation

whose form amazed all

who looked

Some others hear

the emotion

draged me and the heart

to the celebration

the leaves of his tree

the vast universe, contrived

to raise and guide my lost soul

to feel pasionately holding your figure and its compositions of delicate, trances

tranformation of us peonies, to ecstatic forms compounded by tender kisses in the garden