WIND AND FLIGHT

If I look, I can see the pure forms of a bird, and if I listen, I can hear the sound of wings in flight, I hear trills, chirps, warbles, coos, shrill sounds, hoarse cries and all of the rest of the elements making up the orchestra of worldly celebration. I’m not afraid to say it, but beyond all earthly catastrophes, the world continues to be an enchanting place. We will never be able to thank Carmen Parra enough for proving it to us.
 

VILMA FUENTES