My soulmate

I was looking my soulmate everywhere But I did not find it, I looked it for at school

At the church, at my home, but love was not there

One day I said where is my soulmate,It could be right next to me. Sitting down 

On the back seat on the bus. Or it might not be born yet. 

Tired of seeking it, I decided to believe on fate.Fate would lead me to my soultmate. I was about to give up

When in a glance my soulmate found me. Now I can say I found mySoulmate.

LILIAN BEATRIZ MARTINEZ CRUZ

(A Girl by Ezra Pound)

The tree has entered my hands, The sap has ascended my arms, The tree has grown in my breast- 

Downward, The branches grow out of me, like arms. 

Tree you are, Moss you are, 

You are violets with wind above them. A child - so high - you are, 

And all this is folly to the world.