Resurrection
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Machine translation from the original, not yet reviewed by the author.
Original in Spanish
and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life
Genesis 2:7
This space in my chestthat my heart once filledwas broken and battered,like a ship without a rudder,and it lay dead and cold,like a mere empty hollow,without the warmthof love
Until the day you burstinto my extinguished existence,and set my chest alightwith the light of your gaze,and with your laughter you breathedinto my face the breath of life,and I rose again at oncewith my soul in love