Si el universo

Sopla el aire

Con una oracion seca

No te preocupes

Porque el momento

Mojado

Ttansforma

El oasis

Uniformemente

 De lo que

No se ve

Es el mas

Brillante

Lo que no se habla

Piensa mejor

Lo que era antes

Ahora es vapor

 El tureno

Anuncia

El porvenir

Entonces

La precipitacion

y

Boom!

El aguacero

 A dream

I dreamt

Or so it seemed

The dream

Bequeath

Reality

 In the twilight

There is darkness

And confusion

For it's not

Night nor day

Like life itself

In an illusion

Sort of way

 Never wish to be

Someone you're not

Because

If it comes true

You may lose

The real you

You thought

You weren't

 I cling

To visions

In a

Sultry light

Which marks

No division

Between day

Or night

And absent

As a thought

Demised

I wait

With sleep

Before

My eyes

 In the land

Of

Magical realism

It's not real

If it's not

Magical

 If the beginning

Was the word

Let the word

Expand

For Masters

Are but people

In themselves

Living

Is the aggregate

Of man

 A self portrait

Defines something

I see

That's not mine

The inside

Raging to get out

The light of

Movement

And doubt

 Poems that were

Once my passion

Now divide

My space

With time

Which is nothing

More

Than the eve

Of tomorrow

And what will

Come after

Sometimes

My prayers are 

Answered

Immediately

Before I even

Ask them

Outstripping thought

By action