Beggar's Bowl

Monday, September 7, 2009


Lord grant me more patience
With this slow burning process
Of converting my pain to gold

I have had
But the one that
Eludes me
Is my Beloved

I see you in one
Smell you in another
Does the remedy I seek
Lie in a rare flower
That does not even exist

Why have You dispersed your essence
in so many flowers
In which my curiosity
Leads to disappointment

Please reveal The elixir
That heals my ailing heart
Or help me to accept the mystery
Of this alchemical medicine

-Luz Emma CaƱas Madrigal "Impregnated with Desire"

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