This one is dedicated to those who have found their soul mate, their true love. It is a little reminder that with all that love also come those little bits that although not so much fun to deal with, are part of life with that joyful misfortune. From my Dad’s book Urgent poetry (Poesía de urgencia).
Oh joyful misfortune (Oh jubilosa desventura)
To get to you I would not have written a poem,
it would have been enough for me
to remain a loner in my vessel
looking into the infinity of your eyes.
And nevertheless I put here this rite
of love, like a sudden blaze of fire,
so my sorrow burns in it, and in the altar
of your soul be ashes of my cry.
It was not enough to spend a day’s journey
from sun to sun, looking for the imprecise
line where your tenderness blossoms.
This sonnet originates from my nothingness
to sing to you in humble plenitude
my sweet and joyful Misfortune!
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