... from there, from there came the purple sky,
of a being of love, of the one who holds the triumph,
of his temple / home,
from there it came;
... and it is that, sometimes, feeling the intensity of the scorching fire consists of an enormous moment
to die in it and return to it;
oh the leafless rose and the pain of the lily,
oh the mortal and inexorable gift,
the gold / blood, the flight and the ontic circumscription of the sea,
oh the horses that never stop,
and oh, oh the war / fire,
and oh, oh
oh the light.
Antonio Justel Rodriguez
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