"heliodoro" poems
He came as the Sun's promise
and followed the light of day
as he passed through these fertile lands.
And he wandered through the crowds
Naught a face nor a name,
Nor identity to claim.
So he came from east to west...
And I? I have not seen this face,
I have not passed that horizon.
Oct 5, 2011
Oct 5, 2011 at 11:42 AM UTC