Maricela R. Loaeza
- azeaoly
- Mar 2, 2019
- 2 min read
Updated: Apr 28, 2021
BE FREE
Give me roses, write that you love me,
say many things —talk of your fondness for me—
say that I’m mad if you so choose,
just don’t retreat within yourself.
Be as free as an eagle in the cerulean skies,
laugh at life, tell it a story,
—that of Mordecai, who hatches dreams—
talk of your grandmother, tell me your fears...
My friend and sister: we can do it;
we’re on the warpath, we shall conquer.
I am just as I was —and you must know it—
that old familiar empathy remains between us.
In these my hands there is power to free you:
your hopes, dreams, and longed-for freedom.
I am your divine angel, sent by God.
You can’t remain in yourself, forever captive.
Be free, spread out your wings, glory awaits you,
the fresh new morning can never be confined!
Don’t be a slave within yourself: a world awaits
of joyful moments, of the happiness you desire.
Say what you think and fly unfettered like the wind.
Be yourself, be what you want to be, unhurried, timeless.
SÉ LIBRE
Regálame rosas, escríbeme un te quiero,
di tantas cosas —que me aprecias primero,—
tíldame de loca si así lo prefieres,
pero no te encarceles en ti, te lo ruego.
Sé libre cual águila en lo azul del cielo,
ríe a la vida narrándole un cuento
—el de Mardoqueo, incubador de sueños,—
háblame de la abuela y de tus miedos…
Amiga, hermana del alma: podemos lograrlo;
en pie de guerra al mundo venceremos.
Sigo siendo la de antes —debes saberlo;—
en nosotras hay esa empatía y la conocemos.
En mis manos tengo el poder de liberarte:
la esperanza, los sueños, libertad añorada.
Soy el ángel divino y Dios te lo manda.
Prisionera de ti no puedes quedarte.
¡Sé libre, extiende las alas, la gloria te espera
y la fresca mañana jamás se encarcela!
No seas cautiva de ti: un mundo te aguarda
de bellos momentos: felicidad esperada.
Di lo que piensas; sé soberana como el viento.
Sé tú, como quieres ser, sin prisa y sin tiempo.
OCEAN
Ocean,
feel me, caress me,
and heal my soul.
Ocean,
my sorrow is as great
as your vastness.
Ocean,
take me with you.
May I get lost in your serenity:
between your sky, and your deepness
my name will remain etched
forevermore.
HAPPINESS
Happiness comes to my life,
clad in white garb.
A rose in its hair said:
“Sing to the eternal God.”
I bring happiness with me.
Clinging to my paradise
it sings poems to the wind
and sparkles in the sapphire sky.
Happiness asks:
“Whose heart is open to love?
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