We
the Poets -Dedicated to Luz Samanez Paz-
as dressage, ride it, it stops
and extracted the elixir of love
So are you
rhythmic verses garden
that comes to lifting
to the world of its setting
Continental crucible of Poetry
mirror of sublime souls
The light of a horizon without boundaries
lights the torches immortal
with our verses
Voice and made of silk velvet
Worldwide filled.
(Marco Antonio Laurent / Atenas - Grecia)