MYSTICAL ODE FOR THE RATIONALIZATION OF JOY

... bend, subdue and accustom sadness or general pain, suffering,
for joy comes and calls and I am receiving it with my teeth and lips trembling,
as if suddenly the body is strange, as if the habit of anguish
I would have forever obviated the irruption of beautiful things or events;
... it is so that joy almost hurts, since it clenches itself furiously to the chest to make itself felt,
to be recognized and assumed, and, in this way, to speak out;
... and they are, there are so few drops of living dew that appear in the aridity that I am,
that I take them and put them through the cracks of being carefully, not so that they grow, no,
but so that they do not die;
... everything seems to revert to this moment in which I stay still, very still and listening to myself,
as if the faint glow I have is in danger, and quickly
Against a devious sea of ​​unheard of darkness,
I had to order the forces to believe it in me
and then love him in the face of the terror or terror of blood and defend him.
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Antonio Justel Rodriguez
https://www.oriondepanthoseas.com
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