Thursday, May 13, 2021
AT PEACE
AT PEACE
Amado Nervo
Very close to my sundown,
I bless you, life,
because you never
gave me
false hope,
nor unjust work,
nor undeserved punishment.
Because I see at the end
of my rough path
that I was the architect
of my own destiny.
If I extracted the sweetness
or bitterness of things,
it was because I put
bitterness and sweetness into them.
When I planted rose bushes,
I always reaped roses.
Surely, winter will follow
my vim and vigor,
but you never told me
that May would last forever!
I found without a doubt
the nights long with my sorrows;
but you didn't promise me
just good nights;
and instead I had
some blessed and serene ones…
I loved, I was loved,
the sun caressed my face.
Life, you owe me nothing!
Life, we are at peace!
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Poetry
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