My Love, Abre la Ventana.

My love
Abre la ventana
Let the sun in
Ya es de mañana.
The coffee is brewing
The wind is blowing
And the hens are laying
En el corral.
I'll find some fresh cilantro
En el matorral
Where the rotten tree
Makes a tent
Covered with chayote.
The branches are bent
For us to sit.
In the meadow, the wind mill
Spins gallantly steady.
Look on the green hill
Pumpkins are ready!
They're big and orange
And the bananas
Are ripe and sweet.
Hoy yo cocino
I'll cook for you.
I'll fry some tocino
And smoked ham too.
The plantains I'll peel
To make some tostones
Con ajo y perejil.
Pa'l amor de mis amores.
I'm a fortunate man
El más afortunado
I might not be rich
Pero te tengo a mi lado.

This morning, my younger son found a dozen of recently laid eggs. My neighbor, a nice and generous old lady brought me a big piece of pumpkin and plantains. I cut a bunch of bananas and gathered some mangoes from a nearby tree. I was born and raised in the city and moved to the countryside two years ago. I'm not rich, though I live in a concrete big house built on a 4 and 1/2 acres land right on a valley and a shallow creek borders it. I just realized is not about money, or the things you can buy, but the things you don't need to buy and you already have. Family, friends, nature, happiness, love. The less you need the more you have.

Today I'll cook some pumpkin cream. Fresh picked pumpkin, parsley and cilantro.

I hope you'd enjoyed this bilingual and humble poem.