ON THE SEVENTH DAY

 

 

ON THE SEVENTH DAY

He walked barefoot

on the edge of clarity

and darkness

to paint

the light in the radiance

and in the darkness

shyness for shadows

He slept inside

of a cluster of stars

to distill its brilliance

in barrels

intoxicated with

the reflection of the moon

and aroma of oaks

In the gardens of silence

planted coral twigs

He carved in the breeze

the flight of the birds

The northern lights

with melancholy

In all of the dreams

the singing of the whales

and mystery and hope

In his heart the reflection

of your own image

He secretly left

that the eternity became

destination

and left destiny became

rest

On the seventh day

Edgar Bueno

July-4-2024

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This poem belongs to the book titled: For the free birds that will be published in Amazon at the end of July.

Other books by Edgar

The Third Phrase From The Sun

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BN4TLJK7/

The book of animals and parks of Venezuela

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0986LSYN7

The Book of Edgar

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09MJFGZG4