PASIONO

I came to be born with waves and tornado
of blood-spain fraternal and mine.
I grew up in fear. Now still
I remember the sea that I have inherited.

All my luck has been my sin
greater and noble: melancholy,
next to a profession, that I did not want
and a hundred poems that I have given you.

I had the earth as a companion,
the female for male, and because I dream
I have the humble simplicity of the log

in flames, which gives everything and waits for nothing.
And I love the peace, and the wind, and the chimera
of equal men, and it is my endeavor

the light, the beautiful and haunted light
And I love, as it is, the fucking life.