lunes, enero 09, 2006

Esperar


Imagina que estoy sentado en la puerta de una casa.

La puerta tiene un marco tan grande y es tan firme y segura que puede proteger a cualquiera del frío y del miedo...

Afuera... mucho árbol, mucha flor, mucha semilla; Adentro... mucha esperanza, hecha flor... hecha semilla.

La casa fue pensada para dos. Soñada para más que eso.

Esperar. Esperar habitar contigo la sombra del verano.

Esperar. Anhelar refugiar contigo la luz del deseo.

Esperar. Esperar tu mano, tu palabra, tu boca.

No quiero que siga lloviendo sobre nosotros. No quiero que siga lloviendo dentro nuestro.

La casa. La casa tiene tu perfume ya instalado en las sábanas. La casa tiene mi tersura ya impregnada en las almohadas...

No me dejes dormir solo en esta casa... la dibujamos en nuestros sueños para ambos.

Esperar. Esperar sin llorar. Esperar con calma.

Ya lo he llorado todo.

Mi abuela decía cuando lloraba que ya no le quedaban lágrimas de tanto llorar... por eso lloraba cada vez menos.

¿Me pasará lo mismo?

Espero.

Pero que sea debido a tu mano protectora que me salva de sufrir.

Habítame.

Esperar. Esperar con calma...




2 comentarios:

  1. Esta muy bonito!
    La verdade es que hasta ahora me a gustado tudo lo que le escribes.

    Besos

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  2. .
    "Who is this who darkens
    counsel By words without
    knowledge? Now prepare
    yourself like a man; I will
    question you, and you shall
    answer Me.

    "Where were you when I
    laid the foundations of the
    earth? Tell Me, if you
    have understanding. Who
    determined its measurements?

    Surely you know! Or who
    stretched the line upon it?
    To what were its foundations
    fastened? Or who laid its
    cornerstone, When the
    morning stars sang together,
    And all the sons of God
    shouted for joy? "Or who
    shut in the sea with doors,
    When it burst forth and
    issued from the womb;
    When I made the clouds
    its garment, And thick
    darkness its swaddling
    band; When I fixed My
    limit for it, And set bars
    and doors; When I said,
    'This far you may come,
    but no farther, And here
    your proud waves must stop!'

    "Have you commanded the
    morning since your days began,
    And caused the dawn to know
    its place, That it might take hold
    of the ends of the earth, And
    the wicked be shaken out of it?
    It takes on form like clay under
    a seal, And stands out like a
    garment. From the wicked
    their light is withheld, And
    the upraised arm is broken.

    "Have you entered the springs
    of the sea? Or have you walked
    in search of the depths? Have
    the gates of death been
    revealed to you? Or have
    you seen the doors of the
    shadow of death? Have
    you comprehended the
    breadth of the earth?

    Tell Me, if you know all this.

    "Where is the way to the
    dwelling of light? And
    darkness, where is its
    place, That you may
    take it to its territory,
    That you may know
    the paths to its home?

    Do you know it,
    because you were
    born then, Or because
    the number of your days
    is great? "Have you
    entered the treasury
    of snow, Or have you
    seen the treasury of hail,
    Which I have reserved
    for the time of trouble,
    For the day of battle
    and war? By what way
    is light diffused, Or
    the east wind scattered
    over the earth?

    "Who has divided
    a channel for the
    overflowing water,
    Or a path for the
    thunderbolt, To
    cause it to rain
    on a land where
    there is no one,
    A wilderness in
    which there is no
    man; To satisfy
    the desolate waste,
    And cause to spring
    forth the growth of
    tender grass?

    Has the rain a
    father? Or who
    has begotten the
    drops of dew?

    From whose
    womb comes
    the ice? And the
    frost of heaven,
    who gives it birth?

    The waters harden
    like stone, And the
    surface of the deep
    is frozen. "Can you
    bind the cluster of the
    Pleiades, Or loose the
    belt of Orion? Can you
    bring out Mazzaroth in
    its season? Or can you
    guide the Great Bear
    with its cubs? Do you
    know the ordinances of
    the heavens? Can you
    set their dominion over
    the earth? "Can you lift
    up your voice to the clouds,
    That an abundance of water
    may cover you? Can you
    send out lightnings, that they
    may go, And say to you,
    'Here we are!'? Who
    has put wisdom in the mind?

    Or who has given understanding
    to the heart?

    Who can number the clouds
    by wisdom? Or who can pour
    out the bottles of heaven,
    When the dust hardens in
    clumps, And the clods cling
    together?

    "Can you hunt the prey for
    the lion, Or satisfy the appetite
    of the young lions, When they
    crouch in their dens, Or lurk
    in their lairs to lie in wait?

    Who provides food for
    the raven, When its young
    ones cry to God, And
    wander about for lack
    of food?

    Best Wishes,
    Dr. Howdy

    P.S. You have a riveting web
    log and undoubtedly must have
    atypical & quiescent potential
    for your intended readership.

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