"MIRACLE" , Teo Revilla Bravo

Space, size, length of life,

Travel and turns, winding paths,

Discovery continued impulse to impulse

extraordinarily beautiful, sometimes good,

sometimes hurt ...

Compend everything enjoyment, light, shadow,

suffering, nature, hard or soft shades

that basting, embellished epitome

the intimate understanding of love and pain ...

Understand where we are and we transport

each time that the thickness of the jungle

clarification on each step, how you feel small

immeasurable stretches, it fulfills

is huge ...

All this, as in the harmonic chords

a blend of organ music tones

of individual records.

Watching the sun emerging lighting the surface

of the sea at the time it opened dazzled

eyes at dawn of day, as giant

privileged creation; feel beat burst

a burst of air in the dawn of rain and colors,

fatigue, pain and loss, that of love ...

To think that we exist to create and feel

the great miracle of creation, we have a duty

beautiful with her: keep intact

as a language of time and rhyme, language that grows

villages of nature, suns and moons,

game spells of writing which is faithfully

loving, calligraphy, ordering and encouraging

the inexhaustible source of the soul ...

Paint: "Men thoughtful, reproduction in sepia.

Inedited poem "Miracle."

Both of Teo Revilla Bravo.