Here I Am… Poem by John F. Bisner Ureña.

Here I am,
one more time with my notes and regret
full of shy feelings
trying to liven up like a nightingale
I live with happiness singing to life
and to anyone who wants to listen.

Here I am,
in my peaceful trench and on it the warm and
wet calm of fine and crazy drops of water
that fading detonate free notes on
the old tiles on the roof of a cabin,
Cloudy season keeps me close to the
bonfire and warm thoughts that
little by little I am spinning letter by letter
between burning verses like flames of
excitement on gloomy winter afternoons.

Here I am,
In a fantastic life carved by literatures
that creatively appear through my mind,
incredible moments that accompany me happily
on a busy journey between the soul and the heart
who dispute the loneliness of a spirit that is
with me sowing mute fortune in the minds
readers of the world.

Here I am,
To be common and wild as jovial as life itself,
pen in hand and intentional sarcastic smile that
looks out into the pupil of his eyes that are bright and
joking look with surprise at the joy that a crumb
broken and tiny, he offers to his fellow men who are
lovers of the lyrics that each stanza illuminates in the
cornered and beaten path that repeats changes
like a truce that one day is attended to,
it will travel with you on the longed and clamorous route
of pleasures where success and fulfillment come together.

John Bisner Ureña.
Writer - Poet and builder of dreams.
'Believe in yourself, do not limit yourself,
or condition yourself.'
'Together building dreams of life.'