by Dr. Mario Mantilla
Spring is coming…
perceiving her presence
herbs begins to green,
leaves emerges from trees.
Everything happens before my eyes
and I am not aware of that.
The wonder of creation
ignores and runs through me.
Well, she has another rhythm
and other hours.
She returns with bouquet of flowers
birds, crickets and bees.
In the presence of an exultant glee
only your absence grieves me