The Elixir
A tree is enough to fill
the world with birds
allegories of flowers in the plains
an outstanding riddle above me
migrating stars
in the letterbox of the sky
invisible beauty in ecstasy
the poem
a radiance that occurs
diffused and changing fate
never returns to its source.
The words, on their way to the sea,
rocks, small, petrified stars
algorithms of fate
there
on the island of Porsperus, my life is a ghost
during the nights of floating June
its mythical soul emerges from the waves
to keep me company
under the obelisks of cypresses
by the borders of existence.
Libros Libertad 