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Penetré en tus entrañas;¡todo calla!... mismo los murmullos; silencio total, silencio de piedra.
Cerré los ojos y seguí bajando; sentía como si una fuerza me estuviera empujando, una sensación de energía eléctrica me recorrió de pies a cabeza. Era tan fuerte que me mareé;...tambaleé; busqué un soporte y toqué tu muro; se elevaba gigante y majestuoso testigo de nuestra larga y turbulenta historia.
Estaba frente a él; las perpectivas, los pensamientos y mis sensaciones se consumieron; se desvaneció mi insignificante.
Apoyé mi frente contra su rugosa textura; las plegarias, los anhelos de próximos y personas distantes llenaban sus grietas, sus oraciones resonaban a través de los siglos y mis lágrimas lavaron la piedra.
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THE WALL
I entered into thy bowels, all is quiet! ... even the whispers, a complete silence, silence of stone.
I closed my eyes and kept going down, feeling as if a force was pushing me, as an electric current ran through me from head to toe. It was so strong that I got dizzy; ... staggered, looked for a stand and touched your wall, it rose giant and majestic witness to our long and turbulent history.
I was facing it, the perspectives, the thoughts and my feelings were consumed; my insignificant faded..
I rested my forehead against its rough texture, the prayers, the desires of near and distant people filled the cracks, their prayers echoed through the centuries and my tears washed the stone.
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Title EL MURO
Penetré en tus entrañas;¡todo calla!... mismo los murmullos; silencio total, silencio de piedra.
Cerré los ojos y seguí bajando; sentía como si una fuerza me estuviera empujando, una sensación de energía eléctrica me recorrió de pies a cabeza. Era tan fuerte que me mareé;...tambaleé; busqué un soporte y toqué tu muro; se elevaba gigante y majestuoso testigo de nuestra larga y turbulenta historia.
Estaba frente a él; las perpectivas, los pensamientos y mis sensaciones se consumieron; se desvaneció mi insignificante.
Apoyé mi frente contra su rugosa textura; las plegarias, los anhelos de próximos y personas distantes llenaban sus grietas, sus oraciones resonaban a través de los siglos y mis lágrimas lavaron la piedra.
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THE WALL
I entered into thy bowels, all is quiet! ... even the whispers, a complete silence, silence of stone.
I closed my eyes and kept going down, feeling as if a force was pushing me, as an electric current ran through me from head to toe. It was so strong that I got dizzy; ... staggered, looked for a stand and touched your wall, it rose giant and majestic witness to our long and turbulent history.
I was facing it, the perspectives, the thoughts and my feelings were consumed; my insignificant faded..
I rested my forehead against its rough texture, the prayers, the desires of near and distant people filled the cracks, their prayers echoed through the centuries and my tears washed the stone.
Work type Literary: Other
Tags poetry, videos, stories
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Identifier 1303144774721
Entry date Mar 14, 2013, 6:08 PM UTC
License All rights reserved
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Author. Holder Merche DemBar. Date Mar 14, 2013.
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