85.For the great temptation the spiral

85 - For the great temptation the spiral of evolution, La Ceiba, the material force.

Unfolding the eyes that are heard Galleries man, rooftops And from the sands of transparency, To the sound of the laud of the fire and the well of water In every reflected light of dawn. From your wandering streets of fantasy While on the other side of the street, There is that pain and fear of being only a man. Shadow What's going on In its random heartbeat. Mujib de, some sculpted desert Between these rocks Of brownish edges. You wear the earmuffs TO AMPLIFY The embalmed roar of the sun.

Fled from the chalice of the sands of mystery, remembered to press the cold From the empire of memory that fades in the halo of the west

Sitting

On the stairs .

Enebrating in every star of the night A blanket for that grieving statue.