LA MAGA Y LA LUNA Derrotada por la nube, la luna se esconde tras mi ventana y yo siento que me responde con actuaciones de vida creando estaciones. Y como la luna soy, vendedora de ilusiones. Con su luz prestada al igual que la luna, es la vida de la Maga, como una laguna. Y solitaria regala ilusiones que son amores, que, repetidamente, se hacen aliviadores. pero, para la Maga la luna se escancia y crece cual guadaña dentro de la estancia. Ella conversando con Selene logra la calma, y no consigue sus favores, no llega a su alma. En el bosque humano muchos hermanos necesitan su sombra aunque caiga de manos. Y ella seguirá el sendero de su blanca luna... Y al fin un día brille el gran sol en su laguna... Ludy Mellt Sekher© Poema del "Libro de las Lunas" I.S.B.N.1.345.-222-11-7 ©Ludy Mellt Sekher ©Editorial LMS @>--->--- @>--->--- @>--->--- @>--->--- @>--->--- Queridos amigos, no he podido estar mucho tiempo acá en el P.C. pues estoy enferma y tengo que hacer reposo, pero como los extraño tanto hoy me escapé y vine a decirles con esta imagen que los quiero mucho. Espero que me perdonen por no haber firmado sus trabajos, en cuanto pueda vendré a cumplir con todos Beso gigante al fondo de sus corazones Ludy @>--->--- @>--->--- @>--->--- @>--->--- @>--->--- THE PRIESTESS AND THE MOON (Excuse my English, I used to translator) It defeated by the cloud, the moon hides after my window and I feel that responds me With stations creating life actions. And as the moon I am, saleswoman of illusions. With its light lent al the same as the moon, Is the life of the priestess, like a gap. And solitary it gives illusions that are loves, That, repeatedly, relievers are done. But, for the priestess the moon is poured and grows which scythe inside the stay. She conversing with Selene achieves the calm, And he does not obtain his favors, does not he arrive at his soul. In the human forest many brothers they need its shadow although fall of hands. And she will continue the path of her white moon... And al end a day shine the great sun in her gap... Ludy Mellt Sekher© Poem of the "Book of the Moons" I.S.B.N.1.345.-222-11-7 ©Ludy Mellt Sekher ©Editorial LMS @>--->--- @>--->--- @>--->--- @>--->--- @>--->--- Dear friends, I could not have been a lot of time here in the P.C. since I am sick and have to do rest, but since(as, like) I them surprise so much today I escaped and came to saying to them with this image that I want them very much. I hope that they excuse me for not having signed his (her, your) works, in all that it (he, she) could I will come to fulfill with all giant Kiss to the bottom (fund) of his (her, your) hearts Ludy @>--->--- @>--->--- @>--->--- @>--->--- @>--->--