#poem, «Always There» (Francisco Bravo Cabrera)

ALWAYS THERE
(Listening to Litvinovsky – Pélleas et Mélisande)

I float…
I fly…
I move…
I am the tempo that moves your notes.
I am the swing that moves your feet.
I am the backbeat in your head.

I am the dream you left behind,
flying above your bed
when you walked to Capistrano,
and Sicilia waved good morning,
And your voice replied: “Hello”.
And I, your echo, whispered softly.

You walk barefoot in the grass,
and I will walk softly beside you,
As a gentle breeze I caress your hair,
Every day,
And
Everywhere,
You will find me always there.

(Francisco Bravo Cabrera – 28/12/2025 – Valencia, España)