1.
Young night around your lips.
She dances on peaks of dreams
that come from a perfect picture.
Color flows,
a bright red fall in a sky hand
- guess the future
On a scale, an angel descends
from a mouth's corner. Blue eyes
look at me,
flying on butterfly wings
into my hair.
Young I am.
Night makes the creators
- children.
2.
A failure brings a success.
A hand washes on the other,
and vice versa.
The night carries the day in its back.
The mornings washes smoked windows of time,
and vice versa.
You do not know which fills you:
overnight with billions of stars,
or a day in which you don't know
what surprises await you.
We were born from nothing,
and the nothingness has made fruit,
and makes the fruit until it is
destroyed,
until origins…
How wonderful can be life!
How wonderful can be life!!!
How much can be life,
and how much can be miracle?
3.
Stones crying rivers,
kisses the feet of the shadows
forgiven by the sins of the world.
I still learn to walk on the earth.
My soles do not know yet
to swim...
There are stones that weep in flights
over all the wings.