Elementales Leches
Invisible
Elemental Milks
Curves of the air
Are doors of the white ship
Slow of the hours, wakefulness
Children friends, bite
Those leaves of their feet
And elemental milks
What is there and not used will strike us down
What is there and not used will strike us down
Always slowly
The smoke dreams
That rest on the Moon
Calm
Children friends, come
The fruit is theirs
That they forgot on the tree
Fear
What is there and not used will strike us down
What is there and not used will strike us down
The totality of your eternal body
Is not evil
The seed grows
Where the Sun deposits it
And come, the winds returning
Are marginal bloods
And bodies in colors
Children friends, come
The fruit is theirs
That they forgot on the tree
Fear
Children friends, bite
Those leaves of their feet
And elemental milks
What is there and not used will strike us down
What is there and not used will strike us down
