Farewell now with the wind,

and kiss for me all the pearls you meet;

if you don’t see me, don’t fear, I’ll celebrate with you;

on our voyage we’ll raise the waters of the sea

to bless what we’ve loved,

and what we have have no longer forgot.

The sea broke into countless crystals,

we gathered them riding on the wind we travel

and throw them wherever we see women tormented;

then the seas are reborn

and boundless innocence distinguishes them;

then we, the men, fly higher in the sky

to enjoy the glow from afar

while the women eternally to the infants relate

the birth of the seas.

And i think of the time when the heavy norther winter arrives. And i hear the howling of the freezing winds an i see the dark form in their cassocks passing by swiftly, bent, on their way to matins in the white darkness of the crystalline frosty night before the coming down.

I remained there, where time stood still, numbed, enhanced, gradually freezing until i felt my blood circulation stop.

And yet i had to go out…I had to go out.

Enter with trepidation, stranger

Today is Wednesday, there are no Wednesday lies. There are no lies far from the dim loud silences of day-to-day life.

Today the air is diaphanous, there is no death