I write because master the life because

 I like the light of the Sun

 Because I enjoy the caresses the wind

Because master the flowers and its scent.

 Because I discover the butterflies flying in my garden

Because I love the flowers perfume

And makes me live.

I write because in my world

There is neither weeping nor no pain,

The death is only history

 And notes of an old song.

I write because the Moon

She is the loving wife of the Sun

The Stars are their sprout,

Fruit of that love.

 I write because the small birds intone my song,

That the wars of the world stop

The peace reigns and the love.

 I write because the

Sea Mysterious as it is

It says to me that to love

It is to believe

 And to believe

 For me it is to win.

 I write, because only to if

I can continue living.

Marisol Flamenco ©2005