lunes, agosto 31, 2009

CUMPLE

Los años que tienen tus ojos
hoy ven una lluvia de piedras
y las casas de la tierra.

Edades primitivas
alas que van, vuelan y regresan.

En una mesa cuadrada
que hoy no tiene patas;
se sostiene sola
y se eleva sobre las verdes hojas.

Verde has sido y serás.
Conmigo; hoy,
verde has visto y verás.

Otra vez.
Contigo.
Camino.

María Fernanda Núñez Sarmiento.

domingo, agosto 30, 2009

30/08/88

I really can't understand why everybody is worried about everybody else… Man... I really enjoy those moments when I don't have to say anything; I feel that I’m just being. Fortunately, I don't have to share holy moments with everybody, I couldn't even try to do it because everybody is busy; secretly preparing their paths, and preparing themselves to get the things they've always wanted, or just those things they desire in the moment... and that's ok... I mean... I will love to have the oportunity to do many, many things in my life and since I've learned that you gotta work hard to get the things you want, I've been doing the same thing others do; prepare myself and be sure I build my future in my present. Well... I think that you can do that, but you can also live for the moment and build your life that way... as the "reunion of the free choices that you make", and then you can say that's what you are: "to say yes to one instant is to say yes to all of existence", you can say (and you don't even have to say it you can feel it) you exist, and you existed. Once I heard someone really special for me talking about how in the creation of a better and easier life, things had become more and more complex and complicated, and it's so scaring and sooo true; that made me feel I will like to go to the past and live in the times where people didn't need cell phones, or emails or msn to communicate, and where people were free to exist without getting attached with such unreal things like those who have become so important in people's life (also in mine)... and I desire that, because I feel that I need it; I need to be the reactions from actions to the atraction, and by that I mean all kind of atraction. The one I feel when I like to read about a subject or another, or the one I feel when I wake up and I look through the window, or the one I feel when I like to share what I am or what I think I am with someone. It's just an answer.

When I was younger I used to think that I could plan everything in my entire life, every little detail just by writting it down in a so called "life project"... bullshit... You can even imagine how what you call your life can change in just one second, just by listening one word, just by looking someone's eyes, by seeing what they have to tell you. After having all this thoughts in my mind, and after one amazing and revealing night or two, I realized I was able to communicate without using any words, and not even using body language, (wich I believe its necesarily written as the regular, I mean we have to use words to explain it...so it's not very different, but that's another subject, wich it's also called, so it's language too) until that holy moment I had with that special someone, who made me understand so many things about myself... I start to believe maybe that's what everybody should find someday; in the deep stormy sea of confusion and social relationships people lives, in a corner of that created world there's something real; you are going to meet someone that make you understand so much about yourself (maybe that someone is really you). That's what I've found, and I'm really happy and grateful to that someone. I know sometimes I might feel I need to hear a voice, or read some words; but I'm always going to be sure that I know believe in the holy moments of life because I've enjoy them as they come. I'm really pleased to have in my life the unexpected, and only wait for the surprise, know "I want something good to die for, to make it beautiful to live" those who understand this, are the dreamers; those who believe in life beyond the sensations of the touchable; those who speak to you in your dreams; those amazing characters of my life. Like you.

miércoles, agosto 26, 2009

MEJOR

Escucharte es escuchar.
Abrazarte es abrazar.
Hablarte es hablar.
Besarte es besar.
Quererte es querer.
Tocarte es tocar.
Sentirte es sentir.
Olerte es oler.
Mirarte es mirar.
Escribirte es escribir.

Contigo.
Mejor.

María Fernanda Núñez Sarmiento.

martes, agosto 25, 2009

EXPLÍCITA

Sin mucho esfuerzo
me es posible considerar
que hay una oculta conexión;
que en palabras aún no se explica.

Presiento
un viaje futuro.
Y con usted seguro.

Los mares de estrellas de su capital
son mis cayenas y mis robustos soles de arena.

María Fernanda Núñez Sarmiento.

ESPERA

Ese día no te dije cuántas horas te escribí.
cuánto tiempo te sentí.
Aquel palito atravesaba una naranja
que llego a parecer una paleta, saboreada durante horas.
En los segundos en que dejó de estar en mi boca,
me dí cuenta que si es tan bello nuestro tiempo
vale la pena.

María Fernanda Núñez Sarmiento.

sábado, agosto 22, 2009

LAS PALABRAS DE USTED

De la fascinación me hablan sus palabras.
A no resignarme me invitan.
A salvarme.
A intentar ser clara.
A darle mi cuerpo al espacio y al tiempo;
sin dejar que me sometan y me apaguen.
A desaparecer estando presente en todas partes.
A dibujarme y elevarme boca arriba, boca abajo; de lado.
A sentir.

Mucho más que ser y estar es vivir.
Existí.

María Fernanda Núñez Sarmiento.

lunes, agosto 17, 2009

IDENTITY

I'm giving you,
not just a ball or a toy.
I don't care if it's a book,
a hug or a kiss.
As long as you receive it.
I don't care.

You can take it, you can keep it,
eat it, dream it, throw it.
It'll be yours,
even if you can't see it;
we both know
it will still be what it is.

María Fernanda Núñez Sarmiento.

ATUENDO

Cuando me veas, o me toques.
Cuando me sientas;
atractiva,delirante,
retrospectiva, sensual.
Cuando te toque de mí
lo amable, lo inolvidable.
Cuando te seques,
y me saques.
Entenderás que no importa
la forma;la estructura.
Puedo ser nueva,
puedo cambiar,
puedo ser la misma
y no ser igual.

María Fernanda Núñez Sarmiento.

domingo, agosto 09, 2009

ERA VERDE

En el retiro
encontrándome a la luna,
ví una lluvia morada en la montaña.
Magia: naturaleza.
La grandeza de una hormiga
vista desde arriba.
Todo eso tan bello
en un mismo cielo.
Reservado para los que sueñan
Y despiertan con los sueños.

María Fernanda Núñez Sarmiento.

miércoles, agosto 05, 2009

DE VIAJE

Tengo un mapa
y tengo un paisaje,
me quedo contigo
en este viaje.

Para ver
qué está pasando,
qué está haciendo ese gato en la ventana.
Para escoger
cuál es mi rumbo,
cuando entro
y cuando salgo.
Tengo un pasaje.

Cuando me pierda
voy a llamarte;
con señales de humo,
vas a encontrarme
cuando cierres los ojos
cuando duermas y sonrias.

María Fernanda Núñez Sarmiento.

martes, agosto 04, 2009

VER EL TODO O VER LAS PARTES

Yo no sé qué pasa
cuando las luces se apagan.
Puedo ver y me encanta.

No sé qué tanto quiero escuchar, no sé.
No sé hasta cuando se extenderá.
Me gusta pensar y entender;
saber que sólo quiero sentir.

Tengo que dejarme
sentirte,
tengo que decirte,
Y dejarte sentir.

Así, sí quiero estar junto a tí.

María Fernanda Núñez Sarmiento.

JUST PUT SOME WORDS TOGETHER

Tears in my eyes.
I still can knock some more.
I'll wait for us.
On a mountaintop.
You must be working on that.
The stage has been set for the play.
And every minute is a different show.
I feel you deep inside.
Dream is destiny.
I won't forget a thing.
Even if I cry.
That song hug me like you did.
We can freeze time.

María Fernanda Núñez Sarmiento.