Song of the senses (Cántico de los sentidos)

An interesting take on life from my Dad’s book Urgent poetry (Poesía de urgencia). 

Song of the senses (Cántico de los sentidos)

Late, probably too late,

I have discovered the infinitude of life.

The short snooze that I now adore

is my wise morning master.

I come from sleep and I drown in dreams.

In this awakening of the senses

I hear the stream of water from the pool

through the purifying light of the filter;

the clumsy voice of the humble domesticated birds,

now used to their veranda,

the chirping of the wild birds,

the soft walk of the children who prepare

their daily homework.

Someone on the streets shouts the news.

A distant melody from an unknown origin persists.

My senses are born again

to their task, and they

make me believe that another day begins.

I feel next to me, warm,

the unconscious hug of my loved one.

The jasmine contributes with its white scent.

A gulp of water also tells me

that life is beautiful and that we are alive

when there is water and there is thirst that asks for water.