Ode to Mortality (c)
By Enrique José Velázquez
"I now walk into the wild"
Seeking for my mortality
The light from my soul
might not gleam anymore
The shadows plunges into my breast
My unrealized desire of godliness
knocks at the door of the trampers hut
and my fears of dreams of death arises
The northen wilderness dances around me,
it might be a very long time before
I return south, in a body bag perhaps
and a mind at peace might emerge at last
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