Tau
I refuted the arguments of traitors and
with points and logical concepts
I placed on the scale of greatness
I stood, a proud defender of truth, as
I observed the littleness of the many and
I espoused the extended hand of the beggar
which I saw as a point of justification when
the first cry of the nightingale spread
among the river foliage into which
silence was postponed, and the sun spread
its wings over my ears tuned into the day’s rhythm.
Dawn reigned over the moribund man, dragging
his slow steps in the sphere of injustice
moribund, who became a miasma and
a hero, the people’s symbol, who saved the day
I refuted the arguments of all the traitors and
I cried out about the beauty
of ancient hymns, the endlessness of my roots
as I entered the land of the Blessed
Rhadamanthus, brother of my glorious
forefather led the way, spreading his
golden wings over his eternal wisdom
flooding the bowels of sanctified Earth
into which I was to reside forever, until
a bright day, I’d be reborn, a new
Minoan to take part in the Taurokathapsia
I shall take my jump over the blessed
bull and I shall fall back into arms
of my beloved Dione, I, the primeval
fruit of the immortal tree, refuted
the arguments of all the traitors
that all the daring men will receive
their reward, and they will remember the grace and
beauty from where they all have originated
Libros Libertad 