Chile
Endless purple flowers
and salt pools like polished mirrors
give color to the desert
and reflect the clear blue sky---
disguising with their beauty
the poor soil and salinity
of wastelands inhospitable,
inarable and dry.
Wrapped in a serape,
and sipping chocolate´,
I gaze up into the universe above me,
musing in soliloquy
on Him who formed the galaxies,
and thinking of eternity,
while hoping in His sympathy---
that He has formed a soul somewhere to love me.
Oh, Chile,
your beauty, charm and mystery allure me:
Wild as the desert breeze,
rugged as the heaving seas---
la alma solitaria
su eco puede eschuchar
y encuentra su lugar
dentro de ti.
Vine rows gently rustle
in the sunlight warm and gentle
as carmenere fills glasses
and companions wine and dine.
Blue mountains, dusted white with snow,
uniting sky with earth below,
cast shadow on the living
like sundials of the time.
And the rainbow-colored buildings
are contrasted with my feelings
as I walk the narrow avenues
unnoticed and alone,
contemplating freedom's price---
a wanderer in paradise---
whose travels, like the tracks of tears,
have marked the passage of the years
but led me to no comfort, home
or friendship but my own.
Oh, Chile,
your beauty, charm and mystery allure me:
Wild as the desert breeze,
rugged as the heaving seas---
la alma solitaria
su eco puede eschuchar
y encuentra su lugar
dentro de ti.
Oh, Chile,
your beauty, charm and mystery allure me:
Wild as the desert breeze,
rugged as the heaving seas---
la alma solitaria
su eco puede eschuchar
y encuentra su lugar
dentro de ti.
Copyright © Bluebell Dixon | Year Posted 2021
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