Gratitude
Hills behind the buildings,
unscathed bamboo trees,
mountain next to the parking lot,
pine trees clinging, roots in the air, miraculous,
birds that I hear as if they were singing in the book I read,
thank you for being there still.
One lives saying goodbye to things
that men don’t want to keep.
{ Rafael Cadenas, Sobre abierto, Valencia, España: Editorial Pre-Textos, 2012 }
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