Seaman´s prayer
❝I´ve already lost sight of the mainland firmness
I find serenity in the clouds silvered by hermetism
and I glimpse an abandoned piano in a remote shore,
I’m the echo trapped in that piano tuned and detuned
by the tide caprice in the oceanic boundaries of our souls❞.
Pantheism of the Senses
❝My fragmented memory flows in temporary train of waves in fluvial, maritime, oceanic moods; without going anywhere remote, unknowingly towards a benign ignorance which does not know what ignores when the child questions the unquestionable fate of things.
All the landscapes are all the humans of my soul and everything remains loving its approximation❝.
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Metaphysical isthmus
❝A salute to the distant gods,
who once played the role of interlocutors
and conversed with our solitudes
like an alter ego that brought us closer to our daily lives ❞.
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Plaza de la Revolución
❝To sit in a square
is to flirt with a usual worldview.
Cloudy weather aids introspection
helps to intercept a state of fragile indecision,
my thoughts settle and overtake my presence;
within its chaos everything is in its place.
I am the portraitist of the squares in my quarter,
sometimes I portray the neighbours
others, I narrate the itinerary of my senses,
while the passers-by monopolise my attention❝.
