La Baile Sin Sonido

por Brianna G. Harte

Un silencio en el aire

Viene tan pronto como la noche cae

Cuando pecas pequeñas de blanca

Deciden unir al baile.

Bailando de un lado a otro

Sus pasos corriendo con las brisas

Silenciosamente porque saben

De movimientos delicados a sus anchas.

Una música sólo oído

Por los que sienten la paz

La blancura te invita allí un día

Y en breve el volumen del mundo mermará.

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Silent Ball

by Brianna G. Harte

A silence in the air

Comes as soon as night does fall

When tiny specks of white

Decide to join the ball.

Dancing to and fro

Their steps running on the breeze

Quietly because they know

Of delicate movements done with ease.

A music only heard

By those who feel at peace

The whiteness may invite you in

And let the volume of the world decrease.

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Infiltrating Peace

by Brianna G. Harte

Infiltrating peace

Among the busyness of life

Finding a spot by the fire

With strangers from far

And strangers from near

All waiting for its company

Sometimes forgotten amongst chaos

But forever welcome at the fire

Where hearts may find warmth

And comfort when lights seem dim.

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Solo Otra Prueba

por Brianna G. Harte

Cuando parece que el cielo caiga,

Me elevaré.

Cuando la tierra empieza su temblor,

Me mantendré firme.

Cuando el agua trata de ahogarme,

Flotaré.

Si el mundo tira todo fuera,

Si los pisos rompen en piezas, dejándome colgando,

Si el aire aclara hasta casi no existe,

Aguantare.

Aprendiere a volar.

Me enseñare a respirar de forma diferente.

Y sobreviviere.

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Just Another Trial

by Brianna G. Harte

When the sky seems to fall,

I will rise.

When the grounds begin their torment,

I will stand firm.

When the waters attempt to drown me,

I will float.

Should the world throw everything out the window,

Should the floors break off into bits, leaving me hanging,

Should the very air seem to thin to almost nothing,

I will hold tight.

I will learn to fly.

I will teach myself to breathe anew.

And I will survive.

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A Winter Gathering

by Brianna G. Harte

A rush

A whirl

A discovery of things

You long ago placed aside.

A cleaning

A singing

A laughter among friends

Who would come to be by your side.

A chatting

A playing

A gathering around a fireplace

Where stories and flames can reside.

A laughter

A memory

A return to times gone by

That never were left fully behind.

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Solo Un Momento

por Brianna G. Harte

Solo un momento.

Lo que abarca el universo

Y toca los corazones de muchos,

Triunfa sobre el día corriente

Y captura nuestras memorias,

Se destaca como un relámpago

Y dura tan largo.

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