tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19559026452420460202024-03-20T16:37:25.297-07:00Con raíces en el cielo...Blog sobre literatura de alto impactoCecilia http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453573809379051382noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955902645242046020.post-20690251157814697882020-08-30T14:12:00.001-07:002020-08-30T14:12:59.240-07:00CRÓNICA DE UN NACIMIENTO<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgEUy98OJ_Hu1kktjCR7BQdxDVX5ewdLSEMSYTWFjeY9rKs0nrLp2hdJypBr0BREL5Wt2hG7MdoJ2yZQXxWNltYomvb6OYGMDlrPWecLEreK6vdYvEyUWqKErUzvLjKe7NviwjyrKctF4Y/s484/4e209f9fa042af86e05280a7b15a4926.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="484" data-original-width="358" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgEUy98OJ_Hu1kktjCR7BQdxDVX5ewdLSEMSYTWFjeY9rKs0nrLp2hdJypBr0BREL5Wt2hG7MdoJ2yZQXxWNltYomvb6OYGMDlrPWecLEreK6vdYvEyUWqKErUzvLjKe7NviwjyrKctF4Y/s0/4e209f9fa042af86e05280a7b15a4926.jpg" /></a></p><p>Todo está muy oscuro y tengo miedo: </p><p>estoy sola, me siento muy sola, </p><p>algo se acerca y se aleja, me atemoriza aún más. </p><p>Siento asfixia, mi corazón late con fuerza, </p><p>todo es muy oscuro y estoy llena de miedo. </p><p>Una vez más esto que no distingo se acerca </p><p>y entonces mi corazón late más fuerte; </p><p>todo tan oscuro y estoy tan sola, nadie me habla, </p><p>estoy en un hoyo negro, no sé qué hacer, </p><p>sólo tengo miedo, estoy paralizada, </p><p>no puedo respirar, moriré de asfixia. </p><p>Ya no puedo respirar, siento que me muero. </p><p>Un zumbido en mis oídos, puedo respirar, </p><p>hay luz, ruidos y mucho movimiento, </p><p>mi corazón sigue latiendo, </p><p>pero ya puedo respirar, </p><p>estoy fuera, ya he nacido.
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<i><span style="font-size: medium;">Solo una meta se perfilaba para Siddhartha, quedarse vacío, despojarse de su sed, de sus deseos, de sus sueños, de sus penas y alegrías. Deseaba morir para sí mismo (no ser más él, hallar paz y tranquilidad en su corazón vacío, permanecer abierto al milagro despersonalizando el pensamiento. Cuando venciera y aniquilara su Yo, cuando todos los impulsos y pasiones enmudecieran en su corazón, tendría que despertar lo Último, lo más íntimo del Ser, lo que ya no es el Yo, sino el gran Misterio. </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: medium;">He empleado mucho tiempo en aprender, Govinda -y aún lo sigo haciendo-, que no se puede aprender nada. Creo que en realidad, aquello que llamamos "aprender" no existe. Sólo hay un conocimiento que está en todas partes, amigo mío, y es el Atmán. Se halla en mí, en tí, y en cada ser. Y empiezo a creer que este conocimiento no tiene peor enemigo que el querer saber, que el aprender.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: medium;">En mi opinión, oh Sublime, nadie accede a la liberación a través de una doctrina. ¡A nadie, oh Venerable, podrás comunicarle con palabras y mediante una doctrina lo que te ocurrió en el instante mismo de tu Iluminación! Muchas cosas contiene la doctrina de Buda, el Iluminado, y a muchos les enseña a vivir honestamente y evitar el mal. Pero hay algo que esta doctrina tan clara y respetable no contiene: el secreto de lo que el Sublime mismo ha vivido, él solo entre centenares de miles de seres humanos. Esto es lo que pensé y saqué en claro al escuchar tu doctrina. Y es al mismo tiempo la razón por la que seguiré mis peregrinaciones..., no para buscar otra doctrina que sea mejor, pues sé que no existe, sino para irme alejando de todas las doctrinas y de todos los maestros, y alcanzar yo solo mi objetivo o perecer.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: medium;">Miró a su alrededor como si viera al mundo por primera vez. ¡Qué hermoso era aquel mundo! Variado, extraño y enigmático: azul aquí, verde y amarillo más allá, las nubes se deslizaban como el río, el bosque y la montaña conjugaban su estática belleza, todo era misterioso y mágico. Y en medio de todo ésto, él, Siddhartha, despierto ya, se ponía en marcha hacia sí mismo. Y todas esas cosas, aquel azul y amarillo, el río y el bosque, penetraron por vez primera en los ojos de Siddhartha: Ya no eran los hechizos de Mara, no eran ya el velo de Maya... Para él ahora el azul era azul, y el río era el río. Y, aunque en el azul y en el río vistos por Siddharta, subsistiera latente la idea de unidad y divinidad... el sentido y la esencia no se hallaban en algún lugar tras las cosas, sino en ellas mismas, en todo. ¡Qué sordo y limitado he sido! -pensó luego aligerando el paso-... Pero eso ya pasó, me he despertado, estoy totalmente despierto y hoy, por fin, he nacido.</span></i></div>
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<em><span style="color: #d9ead3;">por este insomnio verdoso pero salvaje</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #d9ead3;">agito estrellas</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #d9ead3;"> sábanas</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #d9ead3;"> aureolas</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #d9ead3;">luego</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #d9ead3;">lenta y cómodamente</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #d9ead3;"> vuelo entre dos lunas</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #d9ead3;">la tibieza</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #d9ead3;">es un aliento que emerge de los trigales</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #d9ead3;">tu respiración de péndulo</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #d9ead3;">cicatriza mis párpados</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #d9ead3;">amanece.</span></em><br />
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<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Tienes una tarea para realizar.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>pero raramente la descubres.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>alguien la devela.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Entonces, con ella,</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Cuando no la has descubierto,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>cuando no has puesto en claro tu tarea,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>entonces vagas sin rumbo,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>te abandonas a la desidia o a la desdicha,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>o te empeñas y te afanas</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>y corres y luchas, enardecidamente;</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>o te embarcas perezosamente en tus ensueños;</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>o roes amargamente la realidad,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>como un hueso que se escapa a tus dientes,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>o persigues la vida, desesperado,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>como a una flor única que te niega a su perfume.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Porque hagas lo que hagas,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>es a tí a quien persigues,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>y tu tarea es: encontrarte.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Tu tarea es: saber quién eres.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Tu tarea es: saber para qué eres.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>y aunque te multipliques y te agotes,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>y aunque persigas encarnizadamente tus sueños,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>si no realizas Esa tarea:</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>no habrás hecho nada, nunca,</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #d0e0e3; font-size: large;"><em></em></span>Cecilia http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453573809379051382noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955902645242046020.post-65092605918703387522011-01-03T09:32:00.000-08:002011-01-03T09:36:32.068-08:00Senda divina<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBqngmRFLmSGCTizh4ufzrA5QrI8GATJ8mj5p7N3Cm3qcSy66pVEMWzqYEfCSNQmGAVO0bKEP_wE0DEQmPu-Gp4BukrOh6A4yuMMjeUqqbwB5SPY7yim64qHh9r3R6LEws_nxo5DJq7ace/s1600/aum4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><img border="0" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBqngmRFLmSGCTizh4ufzrA5QrI8GATJ8mj5p7N3Cm3qcSy66pVEMWzqYEfCSNQmGAVO0bKEP_wE0DEQmPu-Gp4BukrOh6A4yuMMjeUqqbwB5SPY7yim64qHh9r3R6LEws_nxo5DJq7ace/s1600/aum4.jpg" /><br />
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<em><span style="color: #ead1dc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">C</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ierra por un momento los ojos y experimenta: el mundo entero es mi cuerpo y mi hogar, actúo a través de todas las manos, como a través de todas las bocas, todos los cuerpos son míos, estoy en el todo y el todo está en mí, soy el Ser Inmortal, presente en todas las cosas.</span></span></em><br />
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<span style="color: #ead1dc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Cultiva el amor cósmico. Inclúyelo todo. La creación entera es un todo orgánico. Ninguna parte es independiente del todo. Toda vida es sagrada. Si puedes captar ésto, de ahora en adelante, el mundo te parecerá un paraíso desbordante de belleza y tranquilidad.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #ead1dc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Contempla al Uno en todo y al todo en Uno. Espiritualiza cada sentimiento, pensamiento o acción y conviértelos en Yoga. Siente ésto, piénsalo, incorpóralo, realiza y sé feliz. Medita en estas palabras y luego olvídalas. Sólo adopta este nuevo punto de vista. No bales como un cordero. Ruge Om como un león.</em></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #ead1dc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Fragmentos extraídos del texto "Senda Divina" </span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #ead1dc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de Swami Sivananda.</span></div>Cecilia http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453573809379051382noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955902645242046020.post-52498391483093909302010-11-06T17:43:00.000-07:002010-11-06T17:48:23.100-07:00Árbol<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>«Felices o desgraciados, los acontecimientos extraordinarios no cambian el alma de un hombre, sino que la precisan, como un golpe de viento que se lleva las hojas muertas y deja al desnudo la forma de un árbol».</em></span></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
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<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>se va poblando</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>de padres, hermanos,</em> </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Pero poco a poco, </em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>te vas quedando solo.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>o accidentalmente,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>insensiblemente </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>te vas quedando solo.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Los otros poco a poco se alejan.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Unos mueren, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>otros se disgustan contigo.</em></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: #d9ead3;"><em>o se cansan </em></span><span style="color: #d9ead3;"><em>de ti</em></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>(el mundo se les abre: </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>quieren recorrer su cielo</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>creyendo que diferirá del tuyo, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>así como tú creías que tu vida</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>sería única, diferente </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>-y, en rigor, lo fue-).</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Finalmente, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>los otros se van yendo, </em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>De cualquier manera, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>quedas solo.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Y no sabías, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>que ya venías quedando solo, </em></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Autor: Manuel Graña Etcheverry</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">(en <em>Poemas para físicos nucleares</em>)</span></div>Cecilia http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453573809379051382noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955902645242046020.post-38113095130485981492010-08-28T16:02:00.000-07:002010-10-25T05:58:34.938-07:00Yo no soy yo<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRhlDqCsKNEsKYEPD73wfMoPAmB9feACxlktGi2aHKCYQ4TQvXRPhu5mmOf4FBXVQeUCWymuh01Kz93MubeXdXxT3pJd8n75oUU9JOMeuHmnxfNPHOWPlpTZpnD_OrxSjywUuZHOCWyvk0/s1600/el-camino-alicia+fernandez.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRhlDqCsKNEsKYEPD73wfMoPAmB9feACxlktGi2aHKCYQ4TQvXRPhu5mmOf4FBXVQeUCWymuh01Kz93MubeXdXxT3pJd8n75oUU9JOMeuHmnxfNPHOWPlpTZpnD_OrxSjywUuZHOCWyvk0/s320/el-camino-alicia+fernandez.jpg" /></a> <br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> <span style="color: #fce5cd;">Yo no soy yo. </span></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fce5cd; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> Soy éste,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fce5cd; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> que va a mi lado sin yo verlo;</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fce5cd; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> que, a veces, voy a ver,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fce5cd; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> y que, a veces, olvido.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fce5cd; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> El que calla, sereno, cuando hablo,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fce5cd; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> el que perdona, dulce, cuando odio,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fce5cd; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> el que pasea por donde no estoy,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fce5cd; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> el que quedará en pie cuando yo muera.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #fce5cd; font-family: Times;">Ilustración: "El camino" de Alicia Fernandez</span></div>Cecilia http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453573809379051382noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955902645242046020.post-67256879691726949732010-08-22T14:59:00.000-07:002010-08-22T15:03:48.988-07:00Alan Watts<img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7WKmBtLM4ZlAuZ-lPdDNQKdkc2gvBoZsBOtcV7f52kryD5r-oLaHdS5LPSfBeDo2cjeOvCy41wbPD6G873J35ZoqpDnqGaxjTvqKXzeoW63r23HePtBeugHp4h8OdvCHin8V0MW2O7C3u/s320/Liberacion.jpg" /><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>"El deseo de seguridad y la sensación de inseguridad son una y la misma cosa. Retener el aliento es perderlo."</em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>"Para comprender la inseguridad no hay que enfrentarse a ella, sino incorporarla a uno mismo."</em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>"He descubierto que el dolor y el esfuerzo por liberarme de él son lo mismo. Querer liberarse del dolor es el dolor."</em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>"Parece que si tengo miedo estoy paralizado por el miedo. Pero en realidad estoy encadenado al miedo sólo mientras trate de librarme de él."</em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>"La sensación de no ser libre se debe al intento de hacer cosas que son imposibles e incluso carentes de sentido."</em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>"Mientras existe el motivo de llegar a ser algo, mientras la mente cree en la posibilidad de huir de lo que es en este momento, no puede haber libertad."</em></span></div><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"> <span style="color: #fff2cc;"><em>Uno quisiera que todo fuese armonioso</em></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> en nuestro ambiente y en nuestra propia vida.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> Un deseo demasiado pequeño. No hay nada mejor</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> que elevarse espiritualmente por encima de todo ello.</em></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3;">ILUSTRACIÓN de Yacek Yerka.</span></div><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"> <em><span style="color: #d9ead3;">Tiempo de la juventud -ya lejano, pasado-</span></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> cerrado como un libro de imágenes.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> Toda alegría, todo sufrimiento</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> se han fundido en el ayer.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> Tiempo de la vejez: tú lo llamas tiempo,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> pero es un jardín silencioso</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> que exhala el perfume de la Eternidad;</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> una mirada hacia atrás, una espera</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> y un permanecer en Aquello que era,</em></span><br />
<em><span style="color: #d9ead3;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"> e</span><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">s y será; eternamente.</span></span></em><br />
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<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Poesía, danza y canción, y tañido de laúd;</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>lenguaje del arte y lenguaje de la naturaleza.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>No digas que sólo son placer de los mundanos:</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>todo ello da testimonio de profundidad y del más elevado fin.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>La belleza y el amor están lejos del egoísmo,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>y de los fríos pensamientos cerebrales del orgullo.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;"><em><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">D</span><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">os sabios que han bebido de la copa de la belleza,</span></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>caminan por elevados senderos, estrella tras estrella.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Oh amor, que reconcilia toda oposición:</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>pensamiento y experiencia; sonidos de cuerdas,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>y canción, que de la nostalgia sagrada canta.</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>¡Oh belleza, que coronas el afán de la Verdad!</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Oh dulce melodía, sonido de violín de un ángel,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>tú revelas aquello que las palabras ocultan.</em></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #fce5cd; font-family: Times;">ILUSTRACIÓN: "Evening <span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">angels</span>" de James Christensen.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
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<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;">Fuente: "AMOR Y VIDA. Poesías"</span> </div>Cecilia http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453573809379051382noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955902645242046020.post-16190912828409924192010-08-14T17:12:00.000-07:002010-08-14T17:27:29.912-07:00La duración o las formas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAlJ7LbHUjIxMBKAn_nfJfs4QtqbHQ_aU1yYANyKVjkvMEgDvPK3E41znJRqoEbHyQ-oA9Q-w7HoI4Au1Nh8EdPolqcm3FDs_DUcs8HjrD5VcZUcI3epw7Dt-m3vDz-ThC5SjvsxGVkmO3/s1600/Sun+%26+Moon+coloured+Francesca+Camporese.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAlJ7LbHUjIxMBKAn_nfJfs4QtqbHQ_aU1yYANyKVjkvMEgDvPK3E41znJRqoEbHyQ-oA9Q-w7HoI4Au1Nh8EdPolqcm3FDs_DUcs8HjrD5VcZUcI3epw7Dt-m3vDz-ThC5SjvsxGVkmO3/s320/Sun+%26+Moon+coloured+Francesca+Camporese.jpg" /></a></div> <span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> </em></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><span style="color: #fff2cc;"> El sol es sol</span></em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> de su propio sol subterráneo.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> La noche sólo es noche</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> cuando se busca</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> en su noche hacia adentro.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> Pero cuando alcanzan su centro</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> cada uno ya no es más que una chispa</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> en el fondo del otro. </em></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> <span style="color: #fce5cd;"> "Soy lo único que me queda de tí."</span></em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-size: large;"><em>Hay en nuestro silencio un día boquiabierto. Se desangra como un dios avergonzado. O como un rostro de palabras. </em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-size: large;"><em>Tan negro es este aire de rincón que atrae sueños puros para darles forma de esquina. Los recuerdos y la sangre esperan aquí su turno para verse. </em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-size: large;"><em>En un cielo de miradas he visto morir la tuya. </em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-size: large;"><em>Las emociones nunca alcanzan la pureza del golpe. Se parecen a la ruta, porque nos sostienen. O a un niño que nos da la espalda. </em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;"><em>Para ser perfecto, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;"><em>un elefante blanco</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;"><em>no debe tener </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;"><em>más que un lado, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;"><em>una oreja replegada, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;"><em>un perfil de trompa </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;"><em>alineado a la carota, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;"><em>dos patas </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;"><em>embutidas en el cuerpo </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;"><em>y un solo ojo </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;"><em>como una salpicadura de tinta. </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;"><em>Su otro lado, </em></span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;">Maliyel Beberido</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #d9ead3;">Ilustración: "Paisaje con elefante blanco" de Juan Segura.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
</div>Cecilia http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453573809379051382noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955902645242046020.post-68791555211681395212010-08-10T10:37:00.000-07:002010-08-11T08:49:04.968-07:00Los círculos vacíos<img border="0" mx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipoL0RnQZjSSCamM0y-Ib2V07KTtoFgLHehE-ygLIcLKd_PS6_GT89qsy-ZW1O3jH2zH9qkPywlu4i2gDRzVXr8KR6KM7HBIej16s2vX4QjxiE2z0rswBnZ2J0GL1OxrorwFSECyoZg8ju/s320/48_yerka_gr3.jpg" /><br />
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<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>No hay adonde ir. </em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>En equilibrio quiere morir aquello que se mueve. </em></span><span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>La espina erecta, la cabeza leve, flotando en el aliento detenido. </em></span><span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Arte de la quietud. El equilibrio es la cruz donde el alma se sumerge. L</em></span><span style="color: #d9ead3;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>a gran actividad es no moverse resucitando rosa del abismo.</em></span> </span><span style="color: #d9ead3;"> </span><br />
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<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>o en el muelle de un puerto tal vez inexistente</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>o en una tarde clara, sentado a una mesa sin nadie, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>se me cayó una parte mía. </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>No ha dejado ningún hueco. </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Es más: pareciera algo que ha llegado</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>y no algo que se ha ido. </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Pero ahora, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>en las noches sin lluvia, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>en las ciudades sin muelles, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>en las mesas sin tardes, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>me siento de repente mucho más solo</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>y no me animo a palparme, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>aunque todo parezca estar en su sitio, </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>quizá todavía un poco más que antes. </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Y sospecho que hubiera sido preferible</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>quedarme en aquella perdida parte mía</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>y no en este casi todo</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>que aún sigue sin caer.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Times;">Ilustración de Vladimir Kush</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
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<span style="color: #fce5cd;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <em> <span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"> Llega a ser el que eres.</span></em></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"> <em>El que quiera vencer un obstaculo, debe armarse </em></span></span></span><br />
<em><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: #cccccc;"> de la fuerza de un león y de la prudencia de la serpiente</span>.</span></span></em><br />
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<span style="color: #fff2cc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"> <em>Constituye un destino. </em></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em></em></span> <span style="color: #d0e0e3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Y sobre todo mirar con inocencia. </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d0e0e3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> Como si no pasara nada, lo cual es cierto. </em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #fce5cd; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> La rebelión consiste en mirar una rosa </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fce5cd; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> hasta pulverizarse los ojos.</em></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> <span style="color: #d9ead3;"> No quiero ir nada más que hasta el fondo</span><span style="color: #fce5cd;">. </span></em></span>Cecilia http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453573809379051382noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955902645242046020.post-47880651744727035822010-07-30T11:37:00.000-07:002010-07-30T13:01:30.011-07:00Rabindranath Tagore<em></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh__mb_uLNTx5K0i2Kvtk_b_ZlKaSnl7eyvkqXWdxCGl_RxxwQmYxf-PsOWtM9FWS1al4StGC7Q1XkhXT0vDs-aMNd71Q2wqePoCk8Y8R1J2s8u_ERIpCinAqb3dLknq8maAOHcOlvz2HiU/s1600/flor+perfecta.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh__mb_uLNTx5K0i2Kvtk_b_ZlKaSnl7eyvkqXWdxCGl_RxxwQmYxf-PsOWtM9FWS1al4StGC7Q1XkhXT0vDs-aMNd71Q2wqePoCk8Y8R1J2s8u_ERIpCinAqb3dLknq8maAOHcOlvz2HiU/s320/flor+perfecta.bmp" /></a> <span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> </em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> <span style="color: #ead1dc;">Qué vana búsqueda, </span></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #ead1dc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> la perfección inquebrantable está en todo.</em></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> <span style="color: #fff2cc;">La tierra es insultada </span></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> y ofrece sus flores como respuesta.</em></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"> </span><em><span style="color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Los hombres son crueles,</span> </span></em><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> <span style="color: #d9ead3;">Qué pequeña eres brizna de hierba.</span></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> Sí, pero tengo toda la tierra a mis pies.</em></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> <span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Aquello que resistes, persiste.</span></em></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> <span style="color: #76a5af;">Prefiero ser un hombre completo,</span></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> a ser solamente un hombre bueno.</em></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> <span style="color: #a2c4c9;">Quien ve hacia afuera sueña, </span></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> quien ve hacia adentro despierta.</em></span>Cecilia http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453573809379051382noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955902645242046020.post-72727753360455136762010-07-28T12:08:00.000-07:002010-07-28T12:10:01.643-07:00Emile Ciorán<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja6TmrMA_82qVvUpH5MidPHZLjYRiOa1a2U_Gw8npJF-vK62gMvvIxdRdNehlRt3RT4sUjEMGhULpanjz2ohFRkvLlqG6pj70S6hB-AttBgGupA4S-FmAAFPRHHoOlnMtUQ2nAlzAOHlGA/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja6TmrMA_82qVvUpH5MidPHZLjYRiOa1a2U_Gw8npJF-vK62gMvvIxdRdNehlRt3RT4sUjEMGhULpanjz2ohFRkvLlqG6pj70S6hB-AttBgGupA4S-FmAAFPRHHoOlnMtUQ2nAlzAOHlGA/s320/untitled.bmp" /></a><br />
<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> <span style="color: #d9d2e9;">Dos enemigos es un mismo hombre dividido.</span></em></span> <br />
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<span style="color: #f4cccc;"> <span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>No se puede prescindir de los defectos de un hombre </em></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> sin renunciar al mismo tiempo a sus virtudes.</em></span>Cecilia http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453573809379051382noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955902645242046020.post-52140298194537656792010-07-28T11:33:00.000-07:002010-07-28T11:44:31.795-07:00Kabir<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIMJfkgZ1O_l0bQOub6jeA-Ao9_gLwW8A3spg8-CSci9t7ogs54mpRy5hYP2ftbPSUPKSIeS9pTfKK6AoWwq1NU7-kR2sFomdfGjSuBWA1OaVk9Ubyxvd3wmND3Y0nzbOXxvBSR9riKkd_/s1600/casaverde.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIMJfkgZ1O_l0bQOub6jeA-Ao9_gLwW8A3spg8-CSci9t7ogs54mpRy5hYP2ftbPSUPKSIeS9pTfKK6AoWwq1NU7-kR2sFomdfGjSuBWA1OaVk9Ubyxvd3wmND3Y0nzbOXxvBSR9riKkd_/s320/casaverde.jpg" /></a><br />
<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>No vayas al jardín florido. </em></span><br />
<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> En tí están el jardín y las flores.</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"> <span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>¿Si dios está en la mezquita </em></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> a quién pertenece el mundo?</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #f9cb9c;"> <span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Nadie puede decirme</em></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> qué ave es esa</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> la que canta en mi alma.</em></span>Cecilia http://www.blogger.com/profile/11453573809379051382noreply@blogger.com0