She is harnessed for a long journey; on her back she carries an entire store of wool.
She walks without rest, and sees with eyes full of strangeness. The wool merchant has forgotten to
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When something is lost in the park, to whom do we look but this ever-prepared beast which seems to secretly carry all things? ...... outstanding conceptualization. It is a beautiful poem by Gabriela Mistral.
Such a long trip without rest! ! 'Those astonished eyes without knowledge'! " They only ask why" ? ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
She was taken down from the plateau and situated near a nonsensical horizon, and when she turns her neck, she continues looking for the older alpaca, for the one who sheds a pack on high, and returns to the sun's radiance. " What have you and I done to our Andean cordillera? " I ask the alpaca. very fine poem indeed. tony