(Commenced on the 09th of January 2023 while listening to Miles Davis Sketches of Spain)
Who, of the hundreds of millions that dance before me,
will take my hand, my outstretched hand?
Who, in such a multitude, will embrace me?
Am I self-sufficient? (I ask poetically)
Do I have the power to change my life? (I ask philosophically)
Is it possible?
Aren’t they just figments of our imagination?
So I search… (I conclude determined)
An implacable feeling and a thirst for power, takes hold of me
and leads me to dwell among the villagers forgotten in the
depopulated lands of the interior.
I choose to speak to the wise ones that look down
upon the unholy. (With friendly words and tone)
And the unholy…
They’ll never see a miracle.
They feed upon the countless miseries that float in their shot glasses
at the bar at five o’clock. (or at any other hour)
Isn’t that gin tonic time?
Stubborn as I am, I call to you and beg you to share your bile,
your anger, your tears of bitter pain,
and lonely nights when you wrapped yourself in the smoke
of one hundred cigarettes,
in the dark,
where you store your precious heart…
Fair as I am, I must confess that I’m a hunter,
I’m a predator with a one track mind and I am on your trail.
So don’t even dream of escaping me.
You haven’t a chance. (I tell you this in honesty)
Now let Heaven smile and rejoice!
Let the Angels watch me dance!
You will reach the sea and bathe in her waters that refresh, renew,
and re-do your life so you can continue with your pilgrimage.
You are approaching eternity in silence,
so the earth won’t wake up,
so the earth won’t cry…
And I search the starry sky…
(Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 05 MAR 2023/11 APR 2023/11 MAY 2023/19MAY 2023/Valencia, España)