photo taken from Internet; edited by Armando Taborda
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Light is laying waste the heavens
Droves of dominions in stampede
The eye retreats surrounded by mirrors

Landscapes enormous as insomnia
Stony ground of bone

Limitless autumn
Thirst lifts its invisibe fountains
One last peppertree preaches in the desert

Close your eyes and hear the light singing:
Noon nests in your inner ear

Close your eyes and open them:
There is nobody not even yourself
Whatever is not stone is light.

Octávio PAZ (1914-1998)