NOVEMBER

...I always wanted to begin in this November light,
to feel the warm air flowing through the rockrose,
to decipher the year's consciousness, its brevity,
to know how color ignites and how it has been and is
that suddenly shadow doesn't exist, nor hunger, nor fear,
but November does, passing, serenely gliding
its embers of fire, its ambrosia of herbs and water,
the indescribable nature of the world, the flight of the sun, contemplation…
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Antonio Justel Rodríguez
https://www.oriondepanthoseas.com
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