MutedCarol&Soul (A Christmas Card)

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• It is a drop of soul,
  exuded from the poetry,
  alive because is reflecting,
  what it is there..
  as much as..
  what is not.
  Still flame rythming my breath.
  Still waters containing my pain.
  Still orb of fantasy snowing in vain.
  Still and muted carol,
  captive in a glass jail.
  Time passes slowly,
  when you are travelling
  in each flake.
  And my little girl’s smiles
  are warming the air,
  while…
  hidden behind the singers,
  she agitates the snowy weather…
  of the miracles of the heart.
  Rosa Cobos*

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