good vibrations in the cosmos
today is the day of the day of tomorrow
walking absent around the infinite
as an empty reed
feeling how ego weakens
through and through
snuggled up in the universe
a sun in the horizon
of the cold night
closes my eyelids
I listen to the waters
mute with the passing of time
chroched in the most
real and true present
and it's there, yes, it's there.
Today is today that becomes tomorrow
wherever.
microscopic and eternal
I remain in the circle, tireless,
prisoner of the void,
and, free from suffering,
I leave conscious aside
and observe the world
to duck under the cold waters of a sea of silence
also there.
such tenacious routine has the moon
and the stars, punctual, perfect
I touch the void without senses
plying the seas of the infinite, absent
I disappear with my eyes open
and I find without searching an explosion of serenity
blow and sway the clothes
we hung last night, cold night
And elapses, the circle that learns me and forgets me
and throws me into the void, this one, at your side
time smiles from its absence
and this carries things to palpitate in unison.