miércoles, 20 de febrero de 2008


Through small invisible fissures
the content of our souls escapes
leaving us hollow, empty, desolated
without inspiration and hope.
Inexorably events continue to accumulate
filling us up with memories
and suddenly the soul is full once again.
With this constant oscillation of the tide of life,
at moments, we feel completely empty
and next entirely full.

Maria Fischinger

2 comentarios:

liliana varela dijo...

esto es como aprender inglés a traves de la letra de canciones jaja.
It´s beautiful .

Maria Fischinger dijo...

Gracias Liliana por tu visita.