I´ll open this window

I´ll open this dark window, night that deserves to be observed in details, devious faces and false lights consume the sun like holograms, the fugacious day like forgetfulness, like getting cloyed by the sweetest and live in the insipid, the curtain closes and the rush wraps with strength the heart, blind but alive, far and in exile… I´ll open this window and the Pleiades and the Orion show the stroke of a perfect finger putting together constellations, nearsighted flashing dots my hope still makes sense, reason and meditate it’s a matter of gadgets.

Mid-sigh I think of his richness, no matter how much man reason, if he manages to get out of the mold, he will remain as abyssed, if I understood that there is a terrible majesty in him, I would lower my arms and lift my face, I’ll open this window, a perfect horizon infinite eternity there is no one else Who can comprehend it? Only those inopportune thinkers and who question so much beauty, just a painting for many, but an abyss that absorbs and captivates, is this what I call eternity in my heart?

I´ll open this window…