{"id":17180,"date":"2011-07-15T22:18:40","date_gmt":"2011-07-16T02:18:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/?p=17180"},"modified":"2011-07-15T22:52:46","modified_gmt":"2011-07-16T02:52:46","slug":"la-otra-orilla-jose-alberto-santiago-cruz","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/?p=17180","title":{"rendered":"La otra orilla \/ Jos\u00e9 Alberto Santiago Cruz"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">Aquel s\u00edmbolo patrio, ondeaba<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">sobre el techo inanimado de aquel<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">humilde hogar; como paloma rebelde<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">que reh\u00fasa posarse en el nido donde<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">empoll\u00f3 sus cr\u00edas que remontaron vuelo.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">Nada, ni vientos ni sol, ni lluvias ni<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">tormentas, ni siquiera la oscura y tenebrosa<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">noche lograron que reposase aunque fuese un instante.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">Aquella bandera, se manten\u00eda erguida ya<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">hecha hilachos ante las inclemencias del<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">tiempo y el devenir de los interminables<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">y calurosos d\u00edas que parecieran siglos, pero<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">orgullosa, desafiante y serena, absoluta due\u00f1a<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">del sue\u00f1o inmortal que simbolizaba.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\"><br \/>\n<img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/071211_2343_laotraorill1.png?resize=381%2C474\" alt=\"\" width=\"381\" height=\"474\" \/><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">Ella&#8230;ella ya no est\u00e1 all\u00ed, en aquel balc\u00f3n junto<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">a su amado. Sus p\u00e1rpados cerraron final y<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">prematuramente sus negros y h\u00famedos ojos,<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">llev\u00e1ndose en sus pupilas el amor a sus hijos, a<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">su esposo y a la libertad que emanaba del<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">recuerdo imperecedero de aquella bandera.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">Bandera solitaria en aquel inmenso azul del<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">cielo de una Patria irredenta, pero solidaria en la<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">memoria de los que al igual que ella se negaban<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">a morir, porque los que aman a la Patria y a Dios<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">no mueren, s\u00f3lo reposan en espera del milagro<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">absolutorio inevitable del juicio de la historia.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">El, su amado, el amado de ambas, sentado<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">en la soledad de su silencio de aquel viejo<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">sill\u00f3n, se mece a\u00fan, lento y pensativo perdido<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">en las cavilaciones de sus tristezas con un parpadear de<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">luz en su mirada extraviada, sabiendo<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">que ni su amada ausente ni su amada<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">bandera perecer\u00e1n en sus recuerdos.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">Alg\u00fan d\u00eda&#8230; si, alg\u00fan d\u00eda, reposar\u00e1 al lado de su<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">inolvidable compa\u00f1era y su deseo, su anhelo<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">m\u00e1s preciado ser\u00e1 que los girones que queden<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">de aquella bandera, as\u00ed deshilachados, hechos<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">pedazos por la ignorancia e ingratitud de un<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">pueblo, arropen su mortal cuerpo, cuando la<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">triste nave del olvido venga por \u00e9l, para transportarlo<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">a la otra orilla, para fundirse los tres en uno<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">s\u00f3lo, en el viaje inevitable hacia la eternidad de<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">Dios, donde el inefable amor del Creador los har\u00e1<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;font-size:12pt;\">inseparables una vez m\u00e1s, y para siempre.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-left:36pt;\"><span style=\"font-family:Belwe Lt BT;\"><em>Dedicado a mi entra\u00f1able amigo<br \/>\nF\u00e9lix M. 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