vuelavuela pajarito, mira mira que onito, mira mira como vuela, sin estudio y sin escuela. mira como es un con el aire, mira como es uno con el cielo. Como envidio comoadmiro ese vuelo
The dove flies free, a symbol of peace, white flag against the blue sky until you call it a pigeon, the devoted messenger abandoned to be cooing trash, a skyrat no longer welcomed, still searching for the right address.
After the weeks of rainy, often strong enough to soak the hills and cause landslides, her parents allowed her to go outside. From the viewpoint on the side of the mountain, she could see that the villages and valleys below were flooded. She heard a sound above her head, a soft cooing and she looked up to see a dove.
a dove fell
from the sky
and splattered
red across
the pavement.
the message’s
been delivered
in between
both of our feet.
i prayed for signs
and ignored the
rain and the
highway posters.
so god splashed reality
upon our face
like cold water
and forgotten fines.
vuelavuela pajarito, mira mira que onito, mira mira como vuela, sin estudio y sin escuela. mira como es un con el aire, mira como es uno con el cielo. Como envidio comoadmiro ese vuelo
The dove flies free, a symbol of peace, white flag against the blue sky until you call it a pigeon, the devoted messenger abandoned to be cooing trash, a skyrat no longer welcomed, still searching for the right address.
After the weeks of rainy, often strong enough to soak the hills and cause landslides, her parents allowed her to go outside. From the viewpoint on the side of the mountain, she could see that the villages and valleys below were flooded. She heard a sound above her head, a soft cooing and she looked up to see a dove.
a dove fell
from the sky
and splattered
red across
the pavement.
the message’s
been delivered
in between
both of our feet.
i prayed for signs
and ignored the
rain and the
highway posters.
so god splashed reality
upon our face
like cold water
and forgotten fines.