<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3518150412808017681</id><updated>2012-01-28T14:38:23.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poemas BLOG barrajón</title><subtitle type='html'>El arte, resplandor que toma cuerpo</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barrajonpoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3518150412808017681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barrajonpoemas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BARRAJON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13975554020970622801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_P8bFM86EVlw/R3wvEob4NlI/AAAAAAAAABA/986-rKMyhO8/S220/P2160162.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3518150412808017681.post-1471072598739367426</id><published>2012-01-28T14:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T14:38:23.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahora que la noche es tan radiante&lt;br /&gt;Y mis ojos se encharcan de alegría...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero extender los brazos y abrazarte,&lt;br /&gt;Quiero curar las llagas de tu herida,&lt;br /&gt;Quiero, Señor, si quieres, consagrarte&lt;br /&gt;Lo que soy, lo que tengo, lo que pidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada me importa, nada, en este instante.&lt;br /&gt;Todo lo tengo, todo, si me miras.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero volver a casa y encontrarte&lt;br /&gt;Con la mirada tierna y encendida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tengo nada pero quiero darte&lt;br /&gt;Lo que recibo con la luz del día:&lt;br /&gt;La dicha de saber que puedo amarte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero ser oración y melodía&lt;br /&gt;Que se eleva, Señor, para alabarte&lt;br /&gt;Por esta muerte que me da la vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brasilia. Enero de 2001.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3518150412808017681-1471072598739367426?l=barrajonpoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barrajonpoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/1471072598739367426/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3518150412808017681&amp;postID=1471072598739367426' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3518150412808017681/posts/default/1471072598739367426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3518150412808017681/posts/default/1471072598739367426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barrajonpoemas.blogspot.com/2012/01/ahora-que-la-noche-es-tan-radiante-y.html' title=''/><author><name>BARRAJON</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13975554020970622801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_P8bFM86EVlw/R3wvEob4NlI/AAAAAAAAABA/986-rKMyhO8/S220/P2160162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
