Posted by: Indonesian Children | June 18, 2009

POETRY FROM Gabriela Mistral

  • A child’s tiny feet,
    Blue, blue with cold,
  • She speaks in her way of her savage seas
    With unknown algae and unknown sands;
  • The night, it is deserted
    from the mountains to the sea.
  • Sleep, sleep, my beloved,
    without worry, without fear,
  • Never, never again?
    Not on nights filled with quivering stars,
  • I believe in my heart that when
    The wounded heart sunk within the depth of God sings
  • Let us go now into the forest.
    Trees will pass by your face,
  • A crippled child
    Said, “How shall I dance?”
  • And we go on and on,
    Neither sleeping nor awake,
  • In vain you try
    To smother my song:


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