I traveled through life with my imagination:Fields ablaze rise up before me,inexhaustible springs where pain is cooled,rocks carved into words.The first lights of the mornings,sparks from the flame of the sunthat scattered amidst the dawnand flared through the threads of light.So many emotions
with the beauty of spiritual connections,that depended on the temporal one!...Stirred and full of curiosity,desire urged me to searchin the bowels of the labyrinthto hear the tumult of the soul’s waves...I tried to catch them... to reach themwith flying stepsbecause I know,how they would appear to—a soul in love.
