… To the sound or echo of light, love whispers, heals and cleans;
Through the rice fields it spreads its green seed, the green song,
and, the heart, sees it and hears it;
and in the meadows, next to the orbs of corn and apple trees,
the sublime chorus of devas and goblins, elves, fairies and gnomes rises and shines ...
ah the builders of the world, ah, ah the quantum servants of the Christ;
... from the rocks, from the springs,
liquid and life light, leaps and flows like a torrent, vibrates and sparkles before the eyes,
create and light a fire, and, sweetly, and little by little,
between jubilations and antiphons,
… Oh, then, the solstices vibrating between June lights and the December glow,
oh the festivals of light,
ay, William Shakespeare transcending himself in "A Midsummer Night's Dream", ay,
oh those sibyl, subtle and etheric nights of the soul,
magical and transparent, comforting and exquisite, deep and divine.
Antonio Justel Rodriguez