there goes Juan

Ramon Jimenez

by Roberto Lavidez

remembering

goes along

my memory

pushing aside

with subtle

feet

the withered

leaves

there goes

the song

of the brook

green

meadows

and lovely

nights

lovely for

weeping

and flight

my soul

is kin to

the gray sky

where from

the reflections

in the stream

my daydreams

overturned

it has wept

for love

because of

an old

love song

it heard

perhaps the

crowd does

not care for

so much

passionate

bent

eternal

daybreak of

cold and

of distress

depressing

emergence

from the

cavern

of sleep

I go to the

garden woman

wait for me

wait!

one by one

the dry leaves

are falling

from my

withered

heart

yellowed

and sorrowful

it is the

gold of

yearning

of mourning

and memories

when woman

is present

all things

are serene

themselves

the flame

the flower

and song

let my heart

be like you

sunset

uncover

in me

what is

eternal

is the body

hungrier

or the soul

and for what?

my illusions

now are gray

and what

I hope for

is alas

my past

good-bye

you who are

walking away

without once

looking back

do no

thinking

laugh at

the weeping

song

the dog

barked

playfully

almost

talking to

the stars

new gold

of the dawn

old gold

of the sunset

the new petal

in the rose

and what else

the new rose

within 

my heart

and what else

solitude

and calm

majesty and

silence

only

I live

within

the bosom

of the spring

I walked

into the

shrub

oh how

it smelled

how it

smelled

of life!

and there

will remain

only the

world of

names

words of

the love

of men

of the

fragrance

of roses

the valley

shivers

the path

disappears

and all

in the soft

clarity of the

new moon

everything

seems

interchanged

and then

when the

noonday 

comes

there will be

peace

©robertolavidez2014