Slow,
savage
as you...
and your movements
of Goddess:
Love, Life and Death
to be born again.
It´s like a stream of
mountain air
in the Cave that contains
each and every thing:
It´s you,
The monument of
your sweet mystery,
You are the mountain
I am the pilgrim,
eager to breathe your breeze
to die and to be born again.

1993