I can close my eyes and like anyone else in the universe, I can hear the whispers of materials, matter and masses.
Like anyone else in the universe, I can hold from the inside, from their center with my hands any solid object. A solid rock for example. A solid water, a solid cloud. Certainly, like anyone else In the universe. I can play football in the storms, under the rivers and on the rainbows.
I can create art works, The masterpieces I mean Just with a simple glance Like anyone else In the universe, I am The energy of the universe, And when I close my eyes I am the universe itself.
I am the stone and The shape of the wine At the same time I am the hands of Everyone, the eyes of ground I am the life in the blood Of an unborn poet, I am The magic of a poem.