The bark of our tree
Friends, we will be friends,
one of the ones that spreads
all the voices of our smiling faces through the air,
engraving our best moments, our present,
on the sacred skin of the limb-totem,
rendered the ritual of wallpapering the tree with our barks.
one of the ones that spreads
all the voices of our smiling faces through the air,
engraving our best moments, our present,
on the sacred skin of the limb-totem,
rendered the ritual of wallpapering the tree with our barks.
Friends, we will be friends, once the wind vanishes, and our shadows hit the valley in an echo that does not belong to us, but the tree.
Friends, we will be friends,
and barks, and crust, and limb, and tree.
and barks, and crust, and limb, and tree.
(No name book, Álvaro Hernando)
(Picture: Two friends, by Cristina Bermejo. Models: Lía & Pipa-Kraken, 2017)
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