Federico Garcia Lorca - Feb 4th, Iyengar II & I
Centering Love this February, of all kinds, and there are so many…
THE LIZARD IS CRYING . . .
The he-lizard is crying.
The she-lizard is crying.
The he-lizard and the she-lizard
with little white aprons.
Have lost without wanting to
their wedding ring.
Ah, their little leaden wedding ring,
ah, their little ring of lead!
A large sky without people
carries the birds in its balloon.
The sun, rotund captain,
wears a satin waistcoat.
Look how old they are!
How old the Lizards are!
Oh, how they cry and cry,
Oh! Oh! How they go on crying!