Iraultza Askerria

La cruz del diablo

En la cumbre se alzaba la figura
de una cruz negra, efigie de carbón;
parecía el dïablo, el Gran Dragón,

y al cristiano imbuía la locura.

Rodeada de atmósfera tan pura,
bajo nubes bordadas de algodón;
germinaba una flor cuyo punzón

intentando llevar buenaventura.

Aun así la maldita cruz del diablo
saturaba de horror toda la cumbre,
y en el centro mostraba su presencia.
 

Ojalá llegue el bardo y su venablo,
con un verso de regia mansedumbre,
devolviendo a la cima su inocencia.
 

 

Iraultza Askerria

http://iraultzaaskerria.wordpress.com/

 

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 10.10.2010.

 

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