The space takes the form of a gaze
that both doubts and marvels .
Earth\'s cosmic ache echoing
through a remote and silent elsewhere...
Cry from the heart that implores the void .
\'\' Why am I so lost in this infinity ? \'\'
Dizzying sens of the immensity
of our insignificance !
Perhaps somewhere in the endless night,
there is a storyteller of the stars ,
travelling companion ,
patient in the azure and resilient in the obscure.
Will I have time to teach my grandchildren
the scripture of the universe ?
They will grow up and as peaceful warriors
they will sit by the sacred fire ,
talking beneath the breath of the divine ...
On this stardust that my body will have become,
a wild flower will bloom ...
Carnal nebula reborn in a cluster of opaque clouds...
Sublime dance !