Tango

[William Garza]

I dreamt of Spain

Of, a Lady of Spain
A Dona..

Beshawled against the sun
Sturdy shoe reflecting the bluest of blues
Her step measured
A heartbeat
Her life.

Out of the shadowed hall
Guitara plays
She stops

He has her....
Paso a paso
She...is not old
Sturdy leg stamps the cobble
And Again

She is no longer old

As she turns and dress begins to take wing
Spring butterflies
Tango
Tango....
Tango

She looks me in the eye
She
Femina
Rythim and rhime
She is the echo at the end of a beautiful word

Sparks
Little galaxies with little eternal lives fly as the rain comes

Or is it tears....Fado for lost time?

Faster and faster her steps lively!
Her life cast away shadows
From her life
And mine...

A cloud comes over and I blink for a moment
She...has passed me by

The ending note..a mote left in the evening sky

As I wonder
She turns
And smiles

She is eternal
Young,old
Fire in the sky

An old man passes me by
Smiling
That is my Espania

This
Is the way..

My door awaits your knock he says
Come and see me

I asked
How can I find you?

The old man smiles
Look inside

Pilgrim
Don't let the fire die
Go!

The Way awaits
Santiago waits

Life..awaits.

Be Blessd Pilgrim

 

[Felipe]

Nice. I enjoyed it.
Just a minor and uninteresting ortographic note. A "doña" (with the very Spanish "ñ") is a lady, but a "dona" is the same as a "doughnut" in English.

 

[William Garza]

Sorry..no mark on my keyboard.grrr, many times I wish that it was there! Glad you saw that!