Un petit poema que he fet avui, 23 de desembre de 2007.
The Will
You can write down his words;
You can keep up his pictures.
You can cage a bird
but you cannot ensure its future.
You cannot prevent the children weeping
to make them smile.
You cannot cover his voice with tiles
to avoid its fading.
You cannot deflect darkness
to preserve brightness
-but you can look at the rising Sun
or wait for its setting-.
