Verses of memories (A.Machado)

We invite you to read this article while listening to this song… It will surely bring back a thousand memories

“My childhood are memories of a patio in Seville…”
“My story, some cases I don’t want to remember.”
“But I received the arrow that Cupid assigned me,
and I loved how hospitable they could be…”
“I am, in the good sense of the word, good…”
“Am I classic or romantic? I don’t know…”
“My soliloquy is a talk with that good friend
who taught me the secret of philanthropy…”
“I try to distinguish the voices from the echoes,
and I only hear, among the voices, one…”
“I go to work, I pay with my money
the suit that covers me and the mansion that I inhabit,
the bread that feeds me and the bed where I lie…”
“And when the day of the last journey arrives,
and be at the departure of the ship that will never return,
You will find me on board light of luggage,
almost naked, like the children of the sea…”

There is poems that they reach the soul and heart… that are eternal, as eternal are the memories that we all have of our lives and that Machado expresses in an unmatched way in this beautiful poem. It is true that we all have indelible memories of our childhood…“My childhood are memories of a patio in Seville”…

Maybe the egg rolls our grandmother or how he clothed us our mother before going to sleep and that it seemed that she had turned the sheets into cotton with her special and delicate hands… or how we felt that we were the “apple of Our father“…

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“My story, some cases I don’t want to remember.” There are also events in our lives that we prefer not to remember because they hurt us deeply, like arrows launched with force by the worst of our enemies; because life is made of a thousand pieces of many colors and sizes, because Ces’t la vie…

“But I received the arrow that Cupid assigned me,” And also we get the love without expecting it and sweeps away our hearts like a whirlpool when we are still children or surprises us when we think we were too old to live again those feelings that we had forgotten in an old drawer.

“Am I a classic or a romantic?” ¿How many times have we done a thousand questions about ourselves and have we finished answering each other? I don’t know.. And we are we are the product of our genetics, of our experiences; Sometimes we are contradictory and other times firm and of a single idea…we are ultimately unique and unrepeatable.

“My soliloquy is a talk with that good friend who taught me the secret of philanthropy…” we try practice the philanthropy, being friends with our peers even when we are disappointed or stop believing in the human condition.

“I try to distinguish the voices from the echoes, and I only hear, among the voices, one…” Throughout life we hear many voices, but ultimately each of us he leans towards the people he feels who are more similar and who can contribute more to us; we end up understanding that sometimes it is better a “no” in time and? “The Charity begins with oneself” and that ultimately we do not have to be friends with everyone or always seek the approval of others.

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“I go to work, I pay with my money…” It is true that we all need the honest work to earn “our daily bread” and to feel that we are useful to others and that we try to help with what we do…
“And when the day of the last journey arrives, and be at the departure of the ship that will never return, You will find me on board light of luggage, almost naked, like the children of the sea…” One day death will come to all of us, because death is part of life and it is the same for everyone, whether we are rich or poor, tall or short, blonde or dark…

“Dedicated to all those people who are in a difficult, uncertain or confusing moment…” Poetry, reading or music can help us in many moments…