Distant sea, do you know your mystery?... There, upon your shore, the smallest dream of man does not remain forgotten, as in the soul the thought -petal, sun and mother-of-pearl-, an the shoulders of time...
... Distant sea: my body lies upon your sand, over the shadow of its body, and it dreams, dreams, dreams, asleep within you, that it lives without you like me when I am awake, with my forehead in the wat4r and my eyes full of thirst, while the sea lives, my blood, in your memory.