cuentos de barro - DSpace Universidad Don Bosco
cuentos de barro - DSpace Universidad Don Bosco
cuentos de barro - DSpace Universidad Don Bosco
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el rumbo a los barcos <strong>de</strong> silencio con<br />
sus gran<strong>de</strong>s velámenes <strong>de</strong> sombra.<br />
Solo y negro en la altura, el carbonero<br />
iba viviendo como en un sueño. Tenía<br />
un perro mudo y una gran tristeza.<br />
Acurrucado y friolento, encendido<br />
siempre el puro y el corazón, se estaba<br />
allí mirando el abismo, sin remedio.<br />
Como a los pantes <strong>de</strong> leña oscura, la<br />
brasa <strong>de</strong>l corazón le iba <strong>de</strong>vo rando las<br />
entrañas; y aquel resplandor <strong>de</strong> misterio<br />
se le iba subiendo a la concencia.<br />
Una noche, qflegido, lió sus trapos y se<br />
marchó pá nunca...<br />
—¡Puerca, mano, méi juido dialtiro e<br />
la cumbre! Miatracaba un pen sar y un<br />
pensar...<br />
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It would burn red and palpitating,<br />
signaling the course to the silent boats<br />
with their big, shadowy sails.<br />
Alone and black in the heights, the<br />
charcoal-burner was living as if [living]<br />
in a dream. He had a mute dog and<br />
a great sadness. Curled up and cold,<br />
his cigar and his heart were always<br />
burning; he would stay there watching<br />
the abyss, without consolation.<br />
Like the dark piles of logs, the embers<br />
of his heart were <strong>de</strong>vouring his insi<strong>de</strong>s;<br />
and that mysterious glow continued<br />
rising in his conscience.<br />
One night, heartbroken, he picked up<br />
his stuff and left for good…<br />
“Holy cow! I finally left the peak once<br />
and for all and these thoughts that have<br />
been attacking me over and over…”