El Libro Del Arroyo De Sus Sonrisas

I let the lights Unfold The swanesque painting In the theatre of things Unfolding In the colourium of only Tangible vibrations Image-dance I let nothingness speak In the absence of lights A sonata of serene relations Between positions and negations You do not see me For I am the artist Lost in the landscape Feeding the perpetual Motional unfoldings Of elemental wonders Though I hold you When you sleep I unfold you When you wake I silken you When you knit Your dreams I always cradle You close and open Near and far always Now and than always Atoms and the infinite sphere always Time and timean esplanade always Through eternity’s all shores waving I always cradle you When you Fail fall cry and call I always steady You up high and strong Steadfast you stand Ready to call the notes Ready to choreograph your spread To form yourself into a sainzaluzresa A strawberry of lights always always (Darkness)