Alfonso Corte*s say: Time is hunger, space is cold Pray, pray for prayer alone can quit The anxieties of void... Dream is a solitary rock where the soul's hawk nests: Dream, dream, during ordinary life...:

The distance that lies from here
To some star that never existed
Because God has not yet managed
To pull the skin of night that far !

And to think we still believe greater
More useful world peace
Than the peace of one long savage...

This relativity craze
In our contemporary life : There's
What gives space an importance
Found only in ourselves !

Who knows how long we'll take to learn
To live as stars---
Free in the midst of what is without end
And needing no one to feed us.

Earth knows nothing of the paths it daily 
    travels---
Yet those paths are the conscience of earth---
But if this is not so, allow me just
One question:--- 
Time, you and I
Where are we,
I who lives in you
And you who do not exist ?
Allow all this terrible things to happen
On our planet.