Disagreement of the elements
One wonders where the wind is going
Soon irritated by itself

One wonders where the water flows
Which dowser will guide the crowd
Up to the point of dividing it

We used to say "time is long"
Then time spoke of lack

But
As long as the horizon line
Had not moved
We would not leave here
We would welcome the prophecy
By the pools
A glass by our side

Smell of time, acrid and frontal
Like a notch in the tense air
Who will have had no wind of the turning point
Which makes even the wind run away

Disagreement of the elements
The fires battle with the wind
And the water has withdrawn

It will be said that on the surface
The end of time is standing still
Let's listen to us talk

We used to say "time is long"
Then time spoke of lack

Against the surging present
Especially do not gather
Rather brandish prophecies
Like flaming pieces of cloth
Then get dizzy without mingling
Each in his night

Wet petals, opal hues
Wonders we thought were vitrified
Which animal will close the ball
Will be the last to go out?

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