Julio's Lament, de "El Sendero de Julio Wolf", circa 1987, por Shodai Sennin Overton-Guerra

Julio's Lament, de "El Sendero de Julio Wolf"

Time . . .

awaits the final distance,

as the man with stoic resistance

has come to learn so well.

Light . . .

of a door that opens,

quietly,

timidly in the darkness of the hall,

only to close;

of two eyes,

how bright!,

that shine alone,

together in the night over a candle;

of two swords,

 uncertainty,

see them glisten as they flash!,

impending doom,

of one,

the other . . .

of whom?

Space . . .

Of that which was brought together,

then apart,

finished start.

Even stars do travel.

Time, light, space . . . 

I do not pretend

to begin to comprehend

the when, the why, the where;

the beginning nor the end no one knows.

Loud and silent my treasure grows . . .

Circa 1987, por Shodai Sennin Overton-Guerra