NECESITO del mar porque me enseรฑa:
no sรฉ si aprendo mรบsica o conciencia:
no sรฉ si es ola sola o ser profundo
o sรณlo ronca voz o deslumbrante
suposiciรณn de peces y navios.
El hecho es que hasta cuando estoy dormido
de algรบn modo magnรฉtico circulo
en la universidad del oleaje.
No son sรณlo las conchas trituradas
como si algรบn planeta tembloroso
participara paulatina muerte,
no, del fragmento reconstruyo el dรญa,
de una racha de sal la estalactita
y de una cucharada el dios inmenso.
Lo que antes me enseรฑรณ lo guardo! Es aire,
incesante viento, agua y arena.
Parece poco para el hombre joven
que aquรญ llegรณ a vivir con sus incendios,
y sin embargo el pulso que subรญa
y bajaba a su abismo,
el frรญo del azul que crepitaba,
el desmoronamiento de la estrella,
el tierno desplegarse de la ola
despilfarrando nieve con la espuma,
el poder quieto, allรญ, determinado
como un trono de piedra en lo profundo,
substituyรณ el recinto en que crecรญan
tristeza terca, amontonando olvido,
y cambiรณ bruscamente mi existencia:
di mi adhesiรณn al puro movimiento.
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I need the sea because it teaches me.
I donโt know if I learn music or awareness,
if itโs a single wave or its vast existence,
or only its harsh voice or its shining
suggestion of fishes and ships.
The fact is that until I fall asleep,
in some magnetic way I move in
the university of the waves.
Itโs not simply the shells crunched
as if some shivering planet
were giving signs of its gradual death;
no, I reconstruct the day out of a fragment,
the stalactite from the sliver of salt,
and the great god out of a spoonful.
What it taught me before, I keep. Itโs air
ceaseless wind, water and sand.
It seems a small thing for a young person,
to have come here to live with his own fire;
nevertheless, the pulse that rose
and fell in its abyss,
the crackling of the blue cold,
the gradual wearing away of the star,
the soft unfolding of the wave
squandering snow with its foam,
the quiet power out there, sure
as a stone shrine in the depths,
replaced my world in which were growing
stubborn sorrow, gathering oblivion,
and my life changed suddenly:
as I became part of its pure movement.
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