[As a stopgap way of breaking the hiatus, here's another one of my old Spanish poems. Please post comments, positive or negative.]
Castillos de arena
Vivimos nosotros a la orilla del mar
cuyo vaivén inexorable va destruyendo
nuestros castillos de arena.
Aunque sea un castillo más grande que el Alcázar,
él también, un día, caerá.
Pero esto no es una lástima;
la única lástima es llorar por castillos de arena.
Sand Castles
We live at the edge of the sea
whose inexorable tide keeps destroying
our sand castles.
Even if it is a castle bigger than the Alcázar
it too, one day, will fall.
But this is not a sad thing;
the only sad thing is to cry over sand castles.
I think the funny thing about building sand castles is that you can only build them in the wet part of the sand that the tide reaches. They are inherently impermanent :)
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