LOVING GOD

LOVING GOD

The wind, the pain, the fire.
I cannot run, my feet are quiet.
The sky burns in orange tongues.
My arms are stronger than the air ahead.
There is no revenge or hate to feel.
I simply love the men, the human wheel.
Leave me alone, I beg you.
Jesus Christ, I am the King.
The son of God.
Leave me go to my Reign.
Don’t cry or be sad.
Dry your tears,
Don’t you see I am
Your Unique King.

MARÍA CRISTINA AZCONA
Poema de su libro: WINDOW TO HEAVEN

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