THE FROST

A gentle drop of dew is born,
distilled in kindness, an early rain
to quench the thirst of the blooming flower,
consumed and withered in the summer heat.

A frozen dawn, cruel and somber,
the irrational misunderstanding of humankind,
turns the Samaritan woman into Judas,
and freezes the healthy and valiant heart.

Like frost, the benevolent sphere
that imprisons the crystal, with great sorrow
gives the inevitable kiss to the one it adores.

Helpless, troubled, it suffers and weeps,
for in the coldness, its beloved flower

dies numb at the break of dawn.

Emma-Margarita R. A.-Valdés

Traductora: Vekas Rodica

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