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cielo,&lt;br /&gt;Lazo de ternura,&lt;br /&gt;Cuerda de Amor,&lt;br /&gt;Fruto de la cosecha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Él nos lo prometió…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-338568416878402839?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/338568416878402839/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=338568416878402839' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/338568416878402839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/338568416878402839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Como es que cuando te levantas&lt;br /&gt;Viento y mar voltean sus caras&lt;br /&gt;Atemorizados bajan la abeza&lt;br /&gt;Dejan la bulla&lt;br /&gt;Pequeñitos viento y mar&lt;br /&gt;Guardan silencio&lt;br /&gt;Quién eres : Paz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-6801802632183846093?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/6801802632183846093/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=6801802632183846093' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/6801802632183846093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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los minutos que vengan&lt;br /&gt;Yo ya te haya olvidado&lt;br /&gt;Pero me sigues amando&lt;br /&gt;En este instante donde mis sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Se envuelven en una danza&lt;br /&gt;Un canto para ti&lt;br /&gt;¡OH amado... amado... amado... cuanto te amo!,&lt;br /&gt;Y cuando quisiera que este minuto&lt;br /&gt;Fueran horas, siglos, eternidad&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto desearía ser mariposa&lt;br /&gt;Para no pecar más.&lt;br /&gt;O disfrazarme de rosa,&lt;br /&gt;Quieta.&lt;br /&gt;Esperando la sonrisa de una niña enamorada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para no pecar más.&lt;br /&gt;Amado ten en cuenta este deseo,&lt;br /&gt;No quiero pecar más solo te deseo adorar,&lt;br /&gt;Un minuto mas…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-7946952658823225783?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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mariposa&lt;br /&gt;Para no pecar más.&lt;br /&gt;O disfrazarme de rosa,&lt;br /&gt;Quieta.&lt;br /&gt;Esperando la sonrisa de una niña enamorada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para no pecar más.&lt;br /&gt;Amado ten en cuenta este deseo,&lt;br /&gt;No quiero pecar más solo te deseo adorar,&lt;br /&gt;Un minuto mas…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-3443009904842198953?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/3443009904842198953/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=3443009904842198953' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/3443009904842198953'/><link 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valor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luz del Espíritu Santo&lt;br /&gt;Instala el Reino Celestial&lt;br /&gt;Despliega y clava tú misión&lt;br /&gt;Amor eterno de Dios&lt;br /&gt;Amarra lo divino y lo humano&lt;br /&gt;Trenza tierra y cielo&lt;br /&gt;Norte, Sur, Este, Oeste&lt;br /&gt;Sella con agua y vino&lt;br /&gt;Manto Sagrado&lt;br /&gt;Lienzo rojo&lt;br /&gt;Teje nuestro tejido y tú tejido&lt;br /&gt;Ya firme tus cimientos dejad que el fuerte&lt;br /&gt;viento sople en ellos&lt;br /&gt;Dejad que sople trompetas y truenos&lt;br /&gt;Que muy pronto vendrá la suave calma&lt;br /&gt;Vendra la victoria&lt;br /&gt;Tú serás esa Tienda de Campaña&lt;br /&gt;En ese desierto,&lt;br /&gt;te veremos extendido,&lt;br /&gt;clavado,&lt;br /&gt;crucificado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-849757483744010416?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388442152644286338.post-3233759618576679923</id><published>2007-04-12T08:55:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:56:08.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALABAMAR&lt;br /&gt;"OH Mar, Dios debe ser muy bello, porque si tú solo eres una gota de rocío en la rosa del Universo, eres como eres.”&lt;br /&gt;Padre Rafael García Herrero q.e.p.d.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy los cielos y la Mar se aquietan por un&lt;br /&gt;Instante y en el eco de una voz soprano brisa&lt;br /&gt;Escucha...&lt;br /&gt;Se tinturan trazos de sol, diluidos de&lt;br /&gt;Contemplación&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se dirigen a toda una&lt;br /&gt;Comunidad de criaturas de aves, peces&lt;br /&gt;Y Hombre&lt;br /&gt;Aletea sobre las superficies de las aguas&lt;br /&gt;Derrama, desborda, desvanece&lt;br /&gt;Como pincel en manos del pintor&lt;br /&gt;Con curvas y ritmos,&lt;br /&gt;Pausas y acentos&lt;br /&gt;Deleita y goza&lt;br /&gt;Y con todas sus fuerzas danza&lt;br /&gt;La Palabra&lt;br /&gt;Vida&lt;br /&gt;Descansa al unirse al suspiro Creador.&lt;br /&gt;Y en un solo canto de espumas y tierra mojada&lt;br /&gt;Renueva está faz&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve aletear sobre esta agua…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-3233759618576679923?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/3233759618576679923/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=3233759618576679923' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/3233759618576679923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/3233759618576679923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/2007/04/alabamar-oh-mar-dios-debe-ser-muy-bello.html' title=''/><author><name>johanna amaya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388442152644286338.post-6035928600268485377</id><published>2007-04-12T08:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:55:41.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EN ESTA MISMA BARCA&lt;br /&gt;Apareciste mi Sol,&lt;br /&gt;nuevamente apareciste&lt;br /&gt;Del todo llenaste esta nada&lt;br /&gt;te asomaste&lt;br /&gt;como fantasma por esta ventana&lt;br /&gt;Esta vez sin buscarte&lt;br /&gt;Tu me encontraste&lt;br /&gt;Yo no me afané en hallarte&lt;br /&gt;fuiste tu que llegaste&lt;br /&gt;En esta misma barca&lt;br /&gt;en este mismo lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde varias veces te soñé entrar&lt;br /&gt;Donde yo solía esperar&lt;br /&gt;¿Amor de mi vida me viste arrodillar?&lt;br /&gt;¿Amor de mi vida me viste cerrar mis ojos? ¿Amor de mi vida me viste juntar las palmas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-6035928600268485377?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/6035928600268485377/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=6035928600268485377' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/6035928600268485377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/6035928600268485377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/2007/04/en-esta-misma-barca-apareciste-mi-sol.html' title=''/><author><name>johanna amaya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388442152644286338.post-978397613956802606</id><published>2007-04-12T08:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:55:21.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CARTA&lt;br /&gt;El Sol te alaba Papá,&lt;br /&gt;Escúchalo...,&lt;br /&gt;Trató de recorrerlo con mis ojos,&lt;br /&gt;Pero su grandeza no lo permite&lt;br /&gt;Se extiende&lt;br /&gt;Él... infinito&lt;br /&gt;Se diluye con bello cielo,&lt;br /&gt;El Mar de Arriba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acaricia el Sol,&lt;br /&gt;Viene con la brisa&lt;br /&gt;Él…sabor de la sal y Sol,&lt;br /&gt;Silba y suspira enamorado&lt;br /&gt;De la tierra&lt;br /&gt;Que espera paciente,&lt;br /&gt;Vivir en el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Como escribir tú grandeza...&lt;br /&gt;Si tú lo eres todo Papá.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-978397613956802606?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/978397613956802606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=978397613956802606' title='0 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que germina&lt;br /&gt;Que se alimenta&lt;br /&gt;Anhela tocarnos&lt;br /&gt;Como el enamorado que toca&lt;br /&gt;Los pétalos de la rosa&lt;br /&gt;Nos toca en la oración&lt;br /&gt;Cita de amor&lt;br /&gt;Contemplación de segundos&lt;br /&gt;Adoración casi eterna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miradas recíprocas&lt;br /&gt;Eterno, permanente&lt;br /&gt;Fidedigno, impagable&lt;br /&gt;Bordea con lazos de amor&lt;br /&gt;Esa Alma es una esponja&lt;br /&gt;Vacía&lt;br /&gt;Cuando se ve sumergida&lt;br /&gt;No le queda más remedio que darse&lt;br /&gt;Exprimirse&lt;br /&gt;Darse hasta que duela&lt;br /&gt;Luego,&lt;br /&gt;Sigue vacía&lt;br /&gt;Se inclina&lt;br /&gt;Se arrastra&lt;br /&gt;Busca empaparse&lt;br /&gt;Llenarse poro a poro&lt;br /&gt;Engorda y revienta&lt;br /&gt;Explosivo amor&lt;br /&gt;Ocasionando estragos a su alrededor&lt;br /&gt;Pringando a los que le rodean&lt;br /&gt;De ese amor que no es suyo&lt;br /&gt;Si lo mostrara no lo podríamos resistir…&lt;div 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amaya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388442152644286338.post-2563202708722421616</id><published>2007-04-12T08:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:53:37.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PRIMERA PÁGINA&lt;br /&gt;Apareces&lt;br /&gt;Vienes a mí,&lt;br /&gt;Ráfaga de viento&lt;br /&gt;Iluminas este instante&lt;br /&gt;Y escribo como incienso,&lt;br /&gt;Y te veo&lt;br /&gt;Con los latidos!&lt;br /&gt;Él, era levantado&lt;br /&gt;...los ojos de la bella&lt;br /&gt;Se le desvanecía, la vida&lt;br /&gt;Derramando sus reflejos,&lt;br /&gt;...sus raíces&lt;br /&gt;En todas las direcciones...&lt;br /&gt;Él, Árbol de bronce&lt;br /&gt;Alzaba la Palabra&lt;br /&gt;Y fluían ríos de vida.&lt;br /&gt;Los tejidos de una Madre&lt;br /&gt;Y un Hijo&lt;br /&gt;...el mismo Amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El viento acariciaba las llamas&lt;br /&gt;De aquella hoguera&lt;br /&gt;Está vez iban de la tierra al cielo…&lt;br /&gt;Aquella vez,&lt;br /&gt;Ese pez en su red.&lt;br /&gt;Agua y Sangre&lt;br /&gt;Aún así,&lt;br /&gt;Los pétalos de aquella Rosa&lt;br /&gt;Como estaba,&lt;br /&gt;Irradiaba y enseñaba&lt;br /&gt;En sus adentros&lt;br /&gt;Hilos humanos y muy divinos.&lt;br /&gt;Fluían como arco iris&lt;br /&gt;La alianza de no destruirnos jamás&lt;br /&gt;Y así perdonaba…&lt;br /&gt;Y así amaba&lt;br /&gt;Con el máximo dolor&lt;br /&gt;El cuerpo daba Luz,&lt;br /&gt;Los lienzos, sábanas y lágrimas secas.&lt;br /&gt;En la Roca,&lt;br /&gt;El calor anima y da vida!&lt;br /&gt;Abre sus manos y mueve los pies.&lt;br /&gt;Desde la oscuridad de la tumba&lt;br /&gt;Una Luz...&lt;br /&gt;Luz!&lt;br /&gt;Que sale de los contornos&lt;br /&gt;De la Puerta...&lt;br /&gt;Se escuchan unas hojas al amanecer&lt;br /&gt;se pincela suave la tenue brisa&lt;br /&gt;Los senderos y montañas…&lt;br /&gt;ATRAVEZÓ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atravesó como vuelo de una avecilla la nube&lt;br /&gt;Aterrizó en el mar y en la tierra.&lt;br /&gt;Bajaste la mirada y luego alzaste con brillo&lt;br /&gt;7 veces esa Luz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-2563202708722421616?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/2563202708722421616/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=2563202708722421616' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/2563202708722421616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/2563202708722421616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/2007/04/primera-pgina-apareces-vienes-m-rfaga.html' title=''/><author><name>johanna amaya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388442152644286338.post-2915050137792931012</id><published>2007-04-12T08:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:53:09.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7 VECES LUZ&lt;br /&gt;7 veces&lt;br /&gt;7 veces&lt;br /&gt;7 veces&lt;br /&gt;Pudé&lt;br /&gt;Ver&lt;br /&gt;...la Luz...&lt;br /&gt;Llegaste siete veces&lt;br /&gt;Luz, en tus pies,&lt;br /&gt;Luz, en las rodillas,&lt;br /&gt;Luz, en tus brazos&lt;br /&gt;Luz, en las manos&lt;br /&gt;Luz, en tus dedos&lt;br /&gt;Luz, en tu sien!&lt;br /&gt;Luz, en tu costado!&lt;br /&gt;Llegastes Fuego de Amor&lt;br /&gt;Puro fuego!&lt;br /&gt;Como un nuevo Pentecostés de Amor&lt;br /&gt;Encendiste 7 veces más&lt;br /&gt;de lo acostumbrado&lt;br /&gt;Abrasados,&lt;br /&gt;Abrazados&lt;br /&gt;Purificados&lt;br /&gt;Entonces ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En ardiente Amor&lt;br /&gt;Quemastes mil impurezas&lt;br /&gt;Y al final ...&lt;br /&gt;el hermoso&lt;br /&gt;Metal del que somos realmente hechos!&lt;br /&gt;Vengan a mi los que no son amados&lt;br /&gt;Vengan a mi que yo no me cansaré&lt;br /&gt;De amarlos&lt;br /&gt;Vengan a mi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-2915050137792931012?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/2915050137792931012/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388442152644286338.post-3226440011829611806</id><published>2007-04-12T08:52:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:52:49.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ROSA ROJA&lt;br /&gt;Gracias por tejerme&lt;br /&gt;Entre tus manos&lt;br /&gt;Gracias por tus puntaditas&lt;br /&gt;Punto en cruz&lt;br /&gt;Brotaron mis ojos, brazos, boca&lt;br /&gt;...y mi Alma...&lt;br /&gt;Señalaste con tu dedo&lt;br /&gt;Y mi corazón empezó,&lt;br /&gt;A latir mojado y extraño&lt;br /&gt;Me empujaron fuerzas!&lt;br /&gt;Broté como capullo entre las piernas de Mamá.&lt;br /&gt;Cual Rosa Roja con espinas,&lt;br /&gt;Con espinas!&lt;br /&gt;Aún así...&lt;br /&gt;Nuevamente entre tus manos&lt;br /&gt;Me miras, me sonríes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me besas, me tocas&lt;br /&gt;Gracias crearme,&lt;br /&gt;Pero aun así como trapo viejo para el mundo,&lt;br /&gt;Tu me amas y eso basta&lt;br /&gt;…inocente mártir!…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-3226440011829611806?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/3226440011829611806/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=3226440011829611806' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/3226440011829611806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/3226440011829611806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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sin poderes ni milagros,&lt;br /&gt;…en aquella ocasión,&lt;br /&gt;Se mostraba el mayor de los signos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡El Amor daba vida!&lt;br /&gt;Tanto que una lanza canalla te quiso&lt;br /&gt;Para si!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-6803539283071778023?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/6803539283071778023/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=6803539283071778023' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/6803539283071778023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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que la soledad&lt;br /&gt;Y se va&lt;br /&gt;y anhelo!&lt;br /&gt;Y quisiera ,&lt;br /&gt;Escuchar tu voz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-297244997011149741?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/297244997011149741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=297244997011149741' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/297244997011149741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/297244997011149741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Junto con el cuerpo,&lt;br /&gt;Que se adhiere a ella&lt;br /&gt;De sudor y sangre&lt;br /&gt;Es mojada&lt;br /&gt;Y se seca con el sol&lt;br /&gt;Es levantado unos centímetros&lt;br /&gt;Un grito!&lt;br /&gt;Dolor y Espina&lt;br /&gt;Es bajado&lt;br /&gt;Y retumba en ese eco de golpe seco,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquel que se escapa&lt;br /&gt;Y corre como soplo último&lt;br /&gt;Con el viento&lt;br /&gt;Y se clava y es clavado&lt;br /&gt;La cruz!&lt;br /&gt;La cruz es llevada…&lt;br /&gt;…El madero mirando al cielo&lt;br /&gt;Descansa&lt;br /&gt;Entre gemidos…&lt;br /&gt;Entre suspiros…&lt;br /&gt;Una madre y su hijo…&lt;br /&gt;EL SÍ… y la Palabra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-655202111167975384?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388442152644286338.post-7084608621761624913</id><published>2007-04-12T08:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:51:33.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DOLORES DE PARTO&lt;br /&gt;A mis Padres&lt;br /&gt;En horas de mediodía&lt;br /&gt;tres de la tarde,&lt;br /&gt;hora sexta,&lt;br /&gt;hora nona...&lt;br /&gt;Se desgarraba en dolores de parto!&lt;br /&gt;Sol y oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;Tierra quebrada&lt;br /&gt;Grito de dolor!&lt;br /&gt;De la roca&lt;br /&gt;brotó agua!&lt;br /&gt;Broto sangre&lt;br /&gt;Velo se destemplo!&lt;br /&gt;Se rasgo, se destrozo&lt;br /&gt;Se desprendieron los tejido&lt;br /&gt;De arriba abajo!&lt;br /&gt;Ahora&lt;br /&gt;la creación se goza&lt;br /&gt;Como mujer después del parto!&lt;br /&gt;Su pueblo,&lt;br /&gt;corre por todos los lados!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Mostrando su Hijo adorado!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-7084608621761624913?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/7084608621761624913/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=7084608621761624913' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/7084608621761624913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/7084608621761624913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/2007/04/dolores-de-parto-mis-padres-en-horas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>johanna 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por fin el tiempo de cantar&lt;br /&gt;Escucha el arrullo de las tórtolas&lt;br /&gt;Los vientos soplan&lt;br /&gt;Y esparcen la Gloria!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-8494060653631853687?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/8494060653631853687/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=8494060653631853687' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/8494060653631853687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/8494060653631853687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Incentivemos el Fuego...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-4266531785676952876?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/4266531785676952876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=4266531785676952876' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/4266531785676952876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/4266531785676952876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/2007/04/dios-proveera-hijito-mio-el-se.html' title=''/><author><name>johanna amaya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388442152644286338.post-4537337113138218032</id><published>2007-04-12T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:50:31.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ABBÁ&lt;br /&gt;Padre...&lt;br /&gt;Elohim,&lt;br /&gt;El Elyon...&lt;br /&gt;El Shadai,&lt;br /&gt;El Olam...&lt;br /&gt;Dios,&lt;br /&gt;El altísimo,&lt;br /&gt;Todopoderoso!&lt;br /&gt;El eterno!&lt;br /&gt;Yahvé!&lt;br /&gt;Yahvé Yiré!&lt;br /&gt;Yahvé Nisi!&lt;br /&gt;Adonai!&lt;br /&gt;Yo Soy el que soy,&lt;br /&gt;Dios proveera!&lt;br /&gt;El Señor es mi Bandera!&lt;br /&gt;Mi Señor!&lt;br /&gt;Yahvé Shalom!&lt;br /&gt;Yahvé Elohim!&lt;br /&gt;Yahvé Sebaot!&lt;br /&gt;El Señor es Paz,&lt;br /&gt;El Señor es Dios!&lt;br /&gt;Dios de los ejércitos!&lt;br /&gt;Padre, tu Hijo Amado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos enseño: ¡ABBA! Padre nuestro que estás en el cielo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-4537337113138218032?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/4537337113138218032/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=4537337113138218032' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/4537337113138218032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/4537337113138218032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/2007/04/abb-padre.html' title=''/><author><name>johanna 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bella y retratar mi alma de Hija de Dios&lt;br /&gt;llevando la Buena Nueva en mis labios !&lt;br /&gt;Mostrar mis tejidos&lt;br /&gt;ecos de la voz de el carpintero!&lt;br /&gt;Entonces soy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella,&lt;br /&gt;reservada,&lt;br /&gt;que impacta&lt;br /&gt;y da sal a lo que rodea.&lt;br /&gt;en muchas Bodas de Caná...&lt;br /&gt;en las tantas cruces...&lt;br /&gt;en el Pentecostés...&lt;br /&gt;Cuando estoy unida completamente a Jesús,&lt;br /&gt;entonces es ella en silencio&lt;br /&gt;viviendo dentro de mí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-5738102356851703262?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/5738102356851703262/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>OFRENDAS&lt;br /&gt;Mis manos&lt;br /&gt;Tus instrumentos!&lt;br /&gt;Mis manos&lt;br /&gt;tus manos&lt;br /&gt;Tus manos&lt;br /&gt;mis manos!&lt;br /&gt;Por medio de las letras&lt;br /&gt;Me imprimes las tuyas&lt;br /&gt;Se transforma&lt;br /&gt;El agua en vino&lt;br /&gt;Y se transforman&lt;br /&gt;En un escrito!&lt;br /&gt;Al verlos publicados&lt;br /&gt;Recuerdo aquel siervo que no gritó&lt;br /&gt;Ni levanto su voz&lt;br /&gt;En aquellas plazas&lt;br /&gt;En aquellas plazas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-5380017210320915164?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/5380017210320915164/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>PETALOS DE ROSA&lt;br /&gt;Pétalos&lt;br /&gt;Con inmensas olas!&lt;br /&gt;Profundas y misticas&lt;br /&gt;Esta vez&lt;br /&gt;en una sencilla flor!&lt;br /&gt;Que en su interior&lt;br /&gt;Solo Él...Amor!&lt;br /&gt;Toda llena de Él!&lt;br /&gt;Exhalaba aires&lt;br /&gt;De fragante olor&lt;br /&gt;Bendita rosa piadosa!&lt;br /&gt;La historia de aquel poema&lt;br /&gt;Que en sus últimos versos&lt;br /&gt;Nacían más rosas en su boca&lt;br /&gt;...y en su lengua...&lt;br /&gt;solo decia,&lt;br /&gt;Te amo!!!&lt;br /&gt;...Y cayo una lluvia de rosas!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-5230244439693807888?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/5230244439693807888/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>NUESTRO GENESIS&lt;br /&gt;En la escucha de la elogiada lentitud,&lt;br /&gt;un segundo de tu tiempo&lt;br /&gt;me asombra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis sentidos se entremezclan&lt;br /&gt;en un agradable momento&lt;br /&gt;y el aire delicioso&lt;br /&gt;trae calma y da gozo !&lt;br /&gt;Alma, mi alma se descansa&lt;br /&gt;en cada parte de tu parte&lt;br /&gt;y al estar del todo abandonada...&lt;br /&gt;Es la presencia del amor que me habla.&lt;br /&gt;Y es allí, que por fin&lt;br /&gt;entiendo que los ojos tocan la belleza&lt;br /&gt;Es como regresar al Ser Niña ,&lt;br /&gt;en aquella bella infancia&lt;br /&gt;y reposar en el pecho paterno...&lt;br /&gt;Ahora soy más fuerte y valiente&lt;br /&gt;y tú estas en otros espacios de mi&lt;br /&gt;y me exiges&lt;br /&gt;y me doy y me entrego sin más,&lt;br /&gt;en plena libertad.&lt;br /&gt;Aquel ser Soledad,&lt;br /&gt;después de orar&lt;br /&gt;encontró que ya no estaba sola&lt;br /&gt;y que de forma recíproca&lt;br /&gt;era totalmente amada&lt;br /&gt;y se sentía verdaderamente amada&lt;br /&gt;hasta en sus entrañas&lt;br /&gt;...verdaderamente amada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En cada limite y en cada fibra.&lt;br /&gt;Como el encuentro de la montaña con el cielo&lt;br /&gt;el sol y el mar...&lt;br /&gt;ó el desierto y las estrellas!&lt;br /&gt;Que paz&lt;br /&gt;en aquel paisaje&lt;br /&gt;Nuestra historia ya comenzó&lt;br /&gt;Sin acabarse,&lt;br /&gt;Amor,&lt;br /&gt;alma...&lt;br /&gt;Mi alma ya está enamorada !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-8858122444768280150?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/8858122444768280150/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>TROZOS&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto duele cada poro,&lt;br /&gt;nervio,&lt;br /&gt;y respiro!&lt;br /&gt;Tus manos, tus dedos&lt;br /&gt;Tus huellas que tienen algo de mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en ti...&lt;br /&gt;Aun húmedos los trozos&lt;br /&gt;sirven para el amasar&lt;br /&gt;Casi liquida en tus uñas,&lt;br /&gt;en tus... ,&lt;br /&gt;en tus manos&lt;br /&gt;me haces una vez mas.&lt;br /&gt;Girando, tornando&lt;br /&gt;Dejandome, llevandome.&lt;br /&gt;Se adhieren dimensiones definitivas&lt;br /&gt;En el horno de los sufrimientos&lt;br /&gt;Color y textura&lt;br /&gt;Firmeza y voluntad.&lt;br /&gt;...Y tu,&lt;br /&gt;Ansioso&lt;br /&gt;Y yo...&lt;br /&gt;Y yo,&lt;br /&gt;Perfecta un vez mas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-3872465151221880497?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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tenerte&lt;br /&gt;abrazarte se van...&lt;br /&gt;se acaban ...&lt;br /&gt;o empiezan&lt;br /&gt;nueva letras y acordes&lt;br /&gt;no lo sé...&lt;br /&gt;Y aun asi&lt;br /&gt;mis debiles ojos&lt;br /&gt;se alzan,&lt;br /&gt;veo la mañana&lt;br /&gt;...la esperanza&lt;br /&gt;......inician otro día...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...otro poema...&lt;br /&gt;...otro pétalo deshojado...&lt;br /&gt;...y vuelo a sentir!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-908044798109829571?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/908044798109829571/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=908044798109829571' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;...Bajan y golpeas!&lt;br /&gt;...Bajan y golpeas!&lt;br /&gt;cual insistente amigo&lt;br /&gt;que pides algo prestado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gustas...&lt;br /&gt;en el nido que construyen&lt;br /&gt;Para proteger sus crios&lt;br /&gt;En el fruto...&lt;br /&gt;En ese que pequeño&lt;br /&gt;que espera ansioso&lt;br /&gt;el néctar que va a llegar&lt;br /&gt;En los cielos...&lt;br /&gt;En las nubes...&lt;br /&gt;La habitacion que me vas a dar!&lt;br /&gt;En el arco iris&lt;br /&gt;Alianza de Paz&lt;br /&gt;Me gustas en ese vino y en el pan&lt;br /&gt;Cuando son elevados en el Altar&lt;br /&gt;...En nuestros silencios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-1062014937885033099?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/1062014937885033099/comments/default' title='Enviar 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388442152644286338.post-6127015196026768835</id><published>2007-04-12T08:46:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:47:01.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Os 6.4.6&lt;br /&gt;¿Como puedes decirnos que nuestro amor es&lt;br /&gt;como el rocio de madrugada que temprano&lt;br /&gt;desaparece y despues nos dices que lo&lt;br /&gt;unico que quieres es que te amemos?&lt;br /&gt;¡No te entiendo!&lt;br /&gt;Como te atreves a decirnos que nuestro amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es como el rocio de madrugada que temprano&lt;br /&gt;desaparece y despues nos dices que lo unico&lt;br /&gt;que quieres es que te amemos?&lt;br /&gt;¿Tanto me amas?&lt;br /&gt;¿Dime?&lt;br /&gt;¿Que quieres de mi?&lt;br /&gt;¿Quieres enloquecerme de Amor?&lt;br /&gt;Dime...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-6127015196026768835?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/6127015196026768835/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=6127015196026768835' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/6127015196026768835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/6127015196026768835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/2007/04/os-6_12.html' title=''/><author><name>johanna amaya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388442152644286338.post-4141259565399017678</id><published>2007-04-12T08:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:46:45.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Os 6.4.6&lt;br /&gt;¿Como puedes decirnos que nuestro amor es&lt;br /&gt;como el rocio de madrugada que temprano&lt;br /&gt;desaparece y despues nos dices que lo&lt;br /&gt;unico que quieres es que te amemos?&lt;br /&gt;¡No te entiendo!&lt;br /&gt;Como te atreves a decirnos que nuestro amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es como el rocio de madrugada que temprano&lt;br /&gt;desaparece y despues nos dices que lo unico&lt;br /&gt;que quieres es que te amemos?&lt;br /&gt;¿Tanto me amas?&lt;br /&gt;¿Dime?&lt;br /&gt;¿Que quieres de mi?&lt;br /&gt;¿Quieres enloquecerme de Amor?&lt;br /&gt;Dime...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-4141259565399017678?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/4141259565399017678/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=4141259565399017678' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/4141259565399017678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/4141259565399017678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/2007/04/os-6.html' title=''/><author><name>johanna amaya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388442152644286338.post-4972227382026848638</id><published>2007-04-12T08:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:46:20.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALMA SEDIENTA&lt;br /&gt;Me acercaste,&lt;br /&gt;Me pediste&lt;br /&gt;Arrancaste&lt;br /&gt;Aguas estancadas&lt;br /&gt;Sembraste nuevas aguas&lt;br /&gt;En las afueras&lt;br /&gt;Y en los adentros&lt;br /&gt;Imposible,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imposible,&lt;br /&gt;Imposible... contenerlas!&lt;br /&gt;Mi sediento amigo,&lt;br /&gt;Mi amigo viajero&lt;br /&gt;Sol y sal&lt;br /&gt;No eres igual a mis maridos...&lt;br /&gt;Eres diferente...&lt;br /&gt;Y sé que eres el mismo&lt;br /&gt;Que habla conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Y en silencio&lt;br /&gt;Sueles acercar&lt;br /&gt;En horas cansadas&lt;br /&gt;Dejo a un lado mi cántaro&lt;br /&gt;Salgo anunciar lo que conmigo has hecho&lt;br /&gt;Mi amigo sediento, Mi amigo viajero!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-4972227382026848638?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/4972227382026848638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=4972227382026848638' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/4972227382026848638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/4972227382026848638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/2007/04/alma-sedienta-me-acercaste-me-pediste.html' title=''/><author><name>johanna amaya</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7388442152644286338.post-2105584911688676585</id><published>2007-04-12T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:45:05.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ESPERANDO&lt;br /&gt;Él:&lt;br /&gt;Paseando mi voz por tú senda&lt;br /&gt;Mis ojos por tus ojos...&lt;br /&gt;Te conozco desde hace mucho&lt;br /&gt;Antes nos amábamos&lt;br /&gt;Ahora que nos conocemos&lt;br /&gt;Nos amamos más...&lt;br /&gt;Nos vemos,&lt;br /&gt;Nos tocamos&lt;br /&gt;Cristiana,&lt;br /&gt;Hermana,&lt;br /&gt;Amiga,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novia,&lt;br /&gt;...Esposa&lt;br /&gt;¿Porque no me hablas?&lt;br /&gt;¿Por qué?&lt;br /&gt;Yo te espero...&lt;br /&gt;En la barca…&lt;br /&gt;Ella:&lt;br /&gt;En una noche&lt;br /&gt;Oscura,&lt;br /&gt;Te vi!&lt;br /&gt;Voces y ecos&lt;br /&gt;Te querían tumbar&lt;br /&gt;En coro&lt;br /&gt;Llantos, rodillas y risas&lt;br /&gt;Te vi!&lt;br /&gt;Entre multitudes&lt;br /&gt;Te vi!&lt;br /&gt;…”Verdaderamente&lt;br /&gt;Este hombre era Hijo De Dios”…&lt;br /&gt;Y entonces quise&lt;br /&gt;Buscarte,&lt;br /&gt;La mañana quería derramar perfumes en ti&lt;br /&gt;Pero escogí el miedo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciega...&lt;br /&gt;Quise&lt;br /&gt;Buscarte afuera…&lt;br /&gt;Pero... me busque en ti&lt;br /&gt;Y se desarmaron cadenas,&lt;br /&gt;Se desasieron lienzos y sabanas&lt;br /&gt;Rodaron piedras...&lt;br /&gt;Volviste!&lt;br /&gt;Lo hiciste!&lt;br /&gt;… Y yo pude exclamar: ¡¡RABUNI¡¡…&lt;br /&gt;Él:&lt;br /&gt;Ni la distancia de los tiempos&lt;br /&gt;y los vientos&lt;br /&gt;Lograron romper sus lazos&lt;br /&gt;El verdadero amor&lt;br /&gt;Llega tan lejos…&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora te pienso&lt;br /&gt;Amor de mi vida!&lt;br /&gt;Ella:&lt;br /&gt;Mientras las hojas caen,&lt;br /&gt;Mientras lo hacen,&lt;br /&gt;Pregunto: ¿No ha visto usted el Amor de mi vida?&lt;br /&gt;No se imagina por donde lo he buscado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calles, avenidas y plazas&lt;br /&gt;Rosas y Pétalos&lt;br /&gt;Me quieres...&lt;br /&gt;No me quieres,&lt;br /&gt;¿Esta con usted?&lt;br /&gt;¿Vive con usted?&lt;br /&gt;¿Usted también lo busca?&lt;br /&gt;…Deja ya de mirarme,&lt;br /&gt;...pues tus ojos me han vencido…&lt;br /&gt;me han vencido!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-2105584911688676585?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/2105584911688676585/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARTISTA&lt;br /&gt;La mañana se levanta&lt;br /&gt;alza sus brazos!&lt;br /&gt;abre su boca con leve rocío&lt;br /&gt;se viste de Sol&lt;br /&gt;Llegan pájaros, flores y árboles&lt;br /&gt;Adornan “tus escritos”.&lt;br /&gt;Cincelas cielo y Mar, Santo obrero&lt;br /&gt;borras y dibujas, Santo arquitecto,&lt;br /&gt;cortas y remendas, Santo sastre&lt;br /&gt;...Al atardecer&lt;br /&gt;guardas tus utensilios de dibujo y escritura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santo Maestro!&lt;br /&gt;guardas el Sol, tus tijeras, tu borrador&lt;br /&gt;los hilos, flores, aves y hombre...&lt;br /&gt;...Llega la Noche&lt;br /&gt;y tus suspiros envuelven las estrellas&lt;br /&gt;y en esa paz de amanecer...&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve la bella mañana y se levanta&lt;br /&gt;Alza sus brazos!&lt;br /&gt;…T u eres el Artista!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;me encuentro...&lt;br /&gt;A veces soy uno más&lt;br /&gt;pero hoy&lt;br /&gt;soy yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y mi silencio...&lt;br /&gt;Cada día es una hoja escrita...&lt;br /&gt;Un soneto con mi nombre...&lt;br /&gt;Cada suceso&lt;br /&gt;Dolores, esperanzas&lt;br /&gt;Afanes y Paz...&lt;br /&gt;Rabias y paciencias&lt;br /&gt;ternuras y amores...&lt;br /&gt;Llegando la noche oscura&lt;br /&gt;Una mano desde el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Toma letra por letra...&lt;br /&gt;Página por página..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-3135351108339774076?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/3135351108339774076/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>ETERNO PEREGRINO DEL MAR&lt;br /&gt;Tratando de arreglar mis redes&lt;br /&gt;Llegaste,&lt;br /&gt;Eterno Peregrino del Mar!&lt;br /&gt;Tú, mi barca y yo...&lt;br /&gt;Escuché el viento,&lt;br /&gt;Se incendió mi pecho&lt;br /&gt;Caminé...&lt;br /&gt;Gaviota en hilo invisible,&lt;br /&gt;Volé,&lt;br /&gt;Lanzando el Evangelio&lt;br /&gt;Los frutos, venían hacia mí...&lt;br /&gt;Mi Eterno Peregrino del Mar!&lt;br /&gt;Con la piel&lt;br /&gt;Salada&lt;br /&gt;Manos,&lt;br /&gt;Encallecidas...&lt;br /&gt;Redes rasgadas !&lt;br /&gt;Mar adentro,&lt;br /&gt;Mar adentro...&lt;br /&gt;Mirando&lt;br /&gt;a otros puertos&lt;br /&gt;Dejandome arrastrar&lt;br /&gt;en esta barca!&lt;br /&gt;Remando Mar Adentro&lt;br /&gt;A veces calma&lt;br /&gt;a veces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tormenta!&lt;br /&gt;En constante movimiento&lt;br /&gt;Apuñalo el Mar con mi remo&lt;br /&gt;Y con fuerzas lo saco una vez más&lt;br /&gt;Aguas&lt;br /&gt;Misterio!&lt;br /&gt;Lanzaré las redes&lt;br /&gt;Y al llegar&lt;br /&gt;Me preparo para la jornada!&lt;br /&gt;como torrentes aguas&lt;br /&gt;del Norte, Sur, Este Oeste&lt;br /&gt;Beso mi Roca!&lt;br /&gt;Levanto mi vuelo...&lt;br /&gt;Con las alas cubro el cielo!&lt;br /&gt;Vuelo por los desiertos y pastos&lt;br /&gt;Pastos y montes&lt;br /&gt;montes y llanos&lt;br /&gt;llanos y trigales&lt;br /&gt;trigales e inmenso Mar!&lt;br /&gt;Volví a escuchar,&lt;br /&gt;tu voz en los lirios del campo&lt;br /&gt;En las cañadas&lt;br /&gt;Y en el viento!&lt;br /&gt;Ninguna montaña estropeará mis pasos&lt;br /&gt;Ningún viento me hará caer al abismo&lt;br /&gt;Ninguna tormenta acabará con mis sueños&lt;br /&gt;Al finalizar la jornada&lt;br /&gt;Beso mi Roca,&lt;br /&gt;...cierro mis ojos...&lt;br /&gt;Medito como empezar tú poema&lt;br /&gt;Como podría recorrer tu&lt;br /&gt;Piel de hostia !&lt;br /&gt;Como lograr describirte&lt;br /&gt;tocar las líneas de tus huellas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tocar los poros de toda aquella región&lt;br /&gt;¡contemplarte todo!&lt;br /&gt;…Y luego,&lt;br /&gt;oscuridad negra,&lt;br /&gt;Y te vas…&lt;br /&gt;Y regresas&lt;br /&gt;Y no te deshagas en mi boca!&lt;br /&gt;Ardiente, en mí&lt;br /&gt;Te hiciste realidad&lt;br /&gt;Y entonces…&lt;br /&gt;No se quien soy!&lt;br /&gt;Pero,&lt;br /&gt;Apetezco ser Tú!&lt;br /&gt;Y una tu sencilla palabra.&lt;br /&gt;Me estremece,&lt;br /&gt;el mismo efecto&lt;br /&gt;de una sutil caricia.&lt;br /&gt;¡¡¡ feliz!!!&lt;br /&gt;La mantengo&lt;br /&gt;en mi mente,&lt;br /&gt;La digo una y otra vez,&lt;br /&gt;Una y otra vez,&lt;br /&gt;Acariciando todo.&lt;br /&gt;Como en nuestro primer encuentro,&lt;br /&gt;Como nuestro comienzo,&lt;br /&gt;Cuando nos decidimos&lt;br /&gt;Y nos vimos el uno en el otro.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando me deje vencer por tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;y te clavaste a mi costado!!!&lt;br /&gt;Y tocaste mi mano&lt;br /&gt;y alzaste del suelo esta!&lt;br /&gt;Pobre alma herida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me conmoviste,&lt;br /&gt;En lo profundo,&lt;br /&gt;Aquella tarde,&lt;br /&gt;Tú y yo&lt;br /&gt;Como aves sin rumbo fijo,&lt;br /&gt;En silencio,&lt;br /&gt;Abrazados!&lt;br /&gt;Éramos uno&lt;br /&gt;Y como solos en el mundo!&lt;br /&gt;Buscamos refugio,&lt;br /&gt;Juntos!&lt;br /&gt;Como pez y su río&lt;br /&gt;Como arena y su mar&lt;br /&gt;Como el cielo y la tiera&lt;br /&gt;Tan cerca del amor&lt;br /&gt;Tan cerca&lt;br /&gt;No quisimos escapar!&lt;br /&gt;Que poema más bello!&lt;br /&gt;…En esa noche oscura…&lt;br /&gt;olias a rosas,&lt;br /&gt;…y ahora te pienso tanto!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mi Peregrino !&lt;br /&gt;Yo suelo ir recogiendo tus pasos&lt;br /&gt;uno a uno&lt;br /&gt;En noches y mañanas,&lt;br /&gt;se me fueron los años,&lt;br /&gt;los meses...&lt;br /&gt;los días...&lt;br /&gt;las horas...&lt;br /&gt;los minutos… y el instante...&lt;br /&gt;Hace minutos&lt;br /&gt;Volví a escuchar!&lt;br /&gt;Me fui con calma...&lt;br /&gt;Sin cadenas,&lt;br /&gt;empecé a volar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como pluma&lt;br /&gt;el aire&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez,&lt;br /&gt;como ave!&lt;br /&gt;Hace segundos,&lt;br /&gt;Solo eras una voz&lt;br /&gt;Y nada más.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora&lt;br /&gt;Soy yo,&lt;br /&gt;eres tú,&lt;br /&gt;somos dos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7388442152644286338-853136939807509843?l=almasamaritana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://almasamaritana.blogspot.com/feeds/853136939807509843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7388442152644286338&amp;postID=853136939807509843' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7388442152644286338/posts/default/853136939807509843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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