{"id":25966,"date":"2013-11-26T23:37:03","date_gmt":"2013-11-27T03:37:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/?p=25966"},"modified":"2013-11-26T23:37:03","modified_gmt":"2013-11-27T03:37:03","slug":"el-tiempo-jose-manuel-sola","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/?p=25966","title":{"rendered":"El Tiempo \/ Jos\u00e9 Manuel Sol\u00e1"},"content":{"rendered":"<address><span style=\"line-height:1.5;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/tiempo.gif\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"25969\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/encuentroalsur.com\/?attachment_id=25969\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/tiempo.gif?fit=158%2C335&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"158,335\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"tiempo\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/tiempo.gif?fit=158%2C335&amp;ssl=1\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-25969\" alt=\"tiempo\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/encuentroalsur.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/tiempo.gif?resize=141%2C300\" width=\"141\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">El tiempo<\/span><\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">esa distancia de miradas perdidas<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">de palabras que un d\u00eda se ir\u00e1n despavoridas<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">al aura de las cosas que se esparcen al viento<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">a la memoria de lo que no es luna<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">ni amanecer<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">ni nada\u2026<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">El tiempo ser\u00e1 un loco punto cardinal perdido<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">en el recuerdo de aquellos que alguna vez me amaron<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">de quienes tal vez yo quise as\u00ed, como al acaso\u2026<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">Me marchar\u00e9 siguiendo mi hoja de ruta<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">cuando cumpla la bit\u00e1cora de todos mis pecados<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">y dir\u00e1n aquellos que no me conocieron<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">yo s\u00ed lo conoc\u00ed, fue mi mejor amigo<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">y escribir\u00e1n las cartas que yo no escrib\u00ed nunca<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">y escribir\u00e1n la historia de mi vida<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">con retazos ca\u00eddos de la imaginaci\u00f3n<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">de su pasado\u2026<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">El tiempo es como el beso de una noche<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">como un adi\u00f3s al cerrar una puerta<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">s\u00f3lo como un susurro entre las manos<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">El tiempo es esta aurora<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">el momento infinito en que uno comprende<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">la huella de la luz sobre los pasos que la vida borr\u00f3<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">cuando se pierde hasta el atardecer del d\u00eda<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">y toda la esperanza<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">S\u00f3lo queda una flor, un p\u00e1jaro, la lluvia<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">y\u00a0 el regreso de todos a la rutina diaria.<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">Y lo otro, ah, lo otro soy yo\u2026<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">\u00bfy qu\u00e9 importancia puede tener esto?<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/address>\n<address><span style=\"color:#0000ff;\">\u00a9 <b><i>jos\u00e9 manuel sol\u00e1<\/i><\/b><i>\u00a0 \/\u00a0 martes 20 de noviembre de 2013<\/i><\/span><\/address>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>El tiempo esa distancia de miradas perdidas de palabras que un d\u00eda se ir\u00e1n despavoridas al aura de las cosas que se esparcen al viento a la memoria de lo que no es luna ni amanecer ni nada\u2026 El tiempo ser\u00e1 un loco punto cardinal perdido en el recuerdo de aquellos que alguna vez me 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