Although I know
that the sparkling stars
are nothing but thermonuclear furnaces
Although I know
that behind a dream landscape
horror and misery often hide
When the moon
immense on the horizon appears
in the concave night sky
flooding this hazy valley
of multicolored light
I am moved
Will it be the mysterious plan
of an unknown god?
Will it be this selfish gene
eager for life?
Maybe I'm here
with my shadows
in the dead of night
immersed in relentless thoughts
Will it be
terrible that it is
the only life I have?
