THAT

Carlos Alberto BUSTILLOS



 THAT

 

That,
is
me.

Out
there,
I live,
life.

Out there,
here and there,
life
is that,
the living.

Walking,
moving life,
through the jungle of each day.

In the days,
in the seconds,
in the living moments.

Let us sing to life,
let us dance now,
clinging
to being,
day,
day by day,
aspiring,
breathing,
passing through alive,
out there, here and there.

In the turbulence,
in the winds of being.

In the daily war
of being ourselves,
of continuing,
being,
ourselves,
me each day,
in the whirlwind
of the days that pass.

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Let’s keep being ourselves in the midst of change, of movement, of the everyday.

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