Ahh, hasta que tu vuelvas (An excerpt from 'Nature, Sex & Culture, a Tree of Discombobulated Thoughts')

If one could dream, what would the dreamer say?

A fragile soul,

So small and out of place.

Quiet, beautiful and thin. Can write a thousand sonnets by blowing in the wind,

Silently.

This beautiful being has the tendency to drift to far places, reach the highest mountains and achieve the unthinkable. 

But in silence, this gracious soul can sing a million tunes. If the tunes shall voyage, they will whisper “ahh, hasta que tu vuelvas.” 

Yes, until you’re back again.

In the arms of the wind, kissing the breeze, while making love to the dreamers – dream.

Blushes continuously bloom,

Your stems are your greatest armor as the soil touches your soul, making you whole and live again.

May the dreamer – dream away. You're so fragile, but as old as the earths first tune.

How can you not dream bearing the heart of the oldest tree?

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