Casa de Asterión

Eréndira Corona
1 min readMay 28, 2020

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Cada noche cierro los ojos,

y me pierdo en un camino de sombras.

Desvanezco tierna en el vacío,

habito la simplicidad absoluta.

Mi castillo de arena se desarma

a orillas de un mar que nunca cansa.

Lugar donde habita lo imposible,

y entre espíritus libres, se anda.

Casa de Asterión, laberinto indescifrable.

¡Oh Ariadna!, no me salves.

Deja aquel hilo rojo,

que en el laberinto se acuna.

Y déjame ser nadie, para siempre…

Mientras me disuelvo lentamente,

en la frágil memoria de la Luna.

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Eréndira Corona
Eréndira Corona

Written by Eréndira Corona

Engineer who likes to appreciate reality from its different perspectives like in a kaleidoscope, and has found in poetry and stories the perfect tool to do it.

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