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Thursday, December 3, 2015

Ballena amiga / Whale friend

Hoy soñé con ballenas y el mar. Esto es para mi hermana, que me dijo, “¡Escribí un cuento del sueño!”. Porque en un mundo tan absurdo donde nos seguimos matando y matando a nuestro alrededor, queda hallar esos oasis en los que podemos amar, crear y construir. En vos Chilis, he encontrado uno de esos oasis. ¡Qué alegría tenerte como hermana y escogerte como amiga!


Ballena amiga

Una de las niñas acariciaba en silencio la cabeza de la ballena.  La otra, no podía dejar de hacerle preguntas, mientras le acariciaba la otra mejilla a este ser espectacular, adentrándose en su mirada.
“¿Ves muchos atardeceres?”, le dijo con sincera curiosidad.
“¿Atardeceres? ¿Qué es eso?”, preguntó, parpadeando.
“Esto, esto que estamos viendo ahorita. Los atardeceres son de mis cosas favoritas. Me imagino que has visto muchos en el mar”.
“Tus palabras son extrañas. Yo le llamo luz”.

Las niñas sonrieron, disfrutando el olor salado, la ternura del agua en sus pies y de haberse hallado con una amiga más con quién vivir la luz.



Acompañar de buena música, "Our beautiful world", Marsellus Wallace: https://soundcloud.com/marselluswallace/our-beautiful-world
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Today I had a dream with whales and the sea. This is for my sister, that said, "Write a story about the dream!". Because in an absurd world where we keep killing each other and killing around us, we're left with finding those oasis where we can love, create and build. In you Chilis, I have found one of those oasis. What a joy to have you as my sister and choose you as a friend!

Whale friend

One of the girls stroked the whale's head in silence. The other one, couldn't stop asking questions, while she too patted the other cheek of this magnificent being, entering her gaze.
"Do you see many sunsets?", she said, with sincere curiosity.
"Sunsets? What is that?", she asked, blinking.
"This, what we are seeing right now. Sunsets are one of my favorite things. I imagine you have seen many in the sea".
"Your words are strange. I call it light".
The girls smiled, enjoying the salty aroma, the tenderness of the water in their feet, and having found another friend with whom to live the light.


Accompany with good music, "Our beautiful world", Marsellus Wallace: https://soundcloud.com/marselluswallace/our-beautiful-world