how much delicacy in feeling
involve pain.
to feel how each vein
pulsate wildly
under the impetus of an idea.
to grow on you
a vacuum, which could
very easy to fill the world.
many paradoxes and how much
rage against the world …
world that you love.
ah! lost in her own
maze, live a moment
like a lifetime.
and cry …
for mistakes
those to come,
for their pain.