The clock inexorably
keep chewing the time ...
I, with my hands,
try to stop him.
Between my fingers distills
like drops in the wind.
My years are falling,
they are losing my dreams,
the sun shines in the drops ...
But they all keep falling!
Fatuous imitator
of the music of the spheres,
one day I will break your gears:
total freedom in light,
no frights
Fulfillment of everything.
Serenity without haste,
without end ...