Martes, Agosto 14, 2018
As if you were caressing the wind flags
horse of royalty seals , in every transit of your footprints
Godavari waters running for
en the Bhara “meaning”
Flying through the Dragon fly of Bhutan,
Crossing the mounts of the land befell
till the unlimited
expansion
of the dharmatu blossom each moment
as long as countless,
still
"Long life", dear Jigmé La
Yolanda Marín
-composed for the feeling one of the sweetest regard from the past!-
14/08/2017.-
