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POETRY BY MARIA CRISTINA AZCONA
To be released soon: My first book of peace poems
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A Rose into the darkness
by Maria Cristina Azcona
Wednesday, April 28, 2004
A rose grows
into the obscure darkness of this era.
The pink petals fall
one by one over the black lake.
A pale pool is formed,
a pink face on the black death.
The wind flows,
it brings a shivery dance
to the feet of those
who are fighting hard
for their last hope.
A pink flower is the face of God
while petals flow
into the wind that smiles,
heavy smile
like the one of the
Mona Lisa.
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A PLACE TO LIVE
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No matter how, no matter who
The really important fact is Truth.
What Justice needs to find is a route
Towards the internal root.
The way is hard, the place is the heart,
The guide must be in you.
No matter how much you fight,
No matter what you have in sight,
Simply begin to walk towards the light
Escaping from the shadows of the night.
Let the phantoms of your fear
Disappear, disappear.
Dance the ballet with the sun
Far from bullets, near to your son.
Sing and pray and you will achieve
consciousness of a world
which is yet a place to live.
MARIA CRISTINA AZCONA
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