sábado, 20 de diciembre de 2014

To Chet

To Chet

Blue sky
Not a single cloud


A trumpet proclaims love
Of the unlimited kind

By the sea side
Beside the unlimited realm
Only confined                           
By time

I guess
I must confess
I love
The music of Chet

And that also
Invested a lot
To obtain
Informal texts

Definitive novels
Faked love poems
All awful texts
With some friends

To learn
That a trumpet
Can contain
Whole worlds

And that

Every mind
Is a God’s eye

And that

Every soul
Is worth to save

To Chet Baker
VABM December 20, 2014