In English

  Walt Disney Hall of Music, Los Angeles (California, USA), January 2018 To make out of learned and lived a quarry to get the stones to build. To build a path, a house, a home, a shelter, a garden. To build a path to keep on learning. To build a house to nurture the body. To build a home to enjoy peace and quiet. To build a shelter to protect the soul. To build a garden to grow life. To build, simply to make sense of the path.

On the way to work. Albuixech (València, Spain), February 2022   Stumbled and fell, stood up and went on. A cycle easily unbroken, a system well closed. Stumbled and fell, stood up and went on. Learned something on the way, made plans, lived them through. Stopped without stumbling, smiled and went on. Kept putting words in motion, kept moving, going further. Stopped no more, smiled and just lived on.

Northern Fjord, Norway, August 2015   My heart did stop sharing its beats, echoing with others, uniting bloods and souls, breathing just one air, feeling just one light. My heart did bleed the blood of rejection, the wounds needed to learn; and started to beat again while feeling without sharing, while sharing without missing any smile, any light. My heart did lose its beat, its harmony; it got unbalanced (and scared): it didn’t know where to send all this love which stayed back as an orphan starved for caresses.

  Tierra de Campos (Palencia, Spain), April 2011 Relative homey quiet calmness and then, with a vengeance, the long and busy days are back, meaning hours and hours away. Extremely long working days, feeling stretched and strained, waiting for the calm to return. My body tired, my mind slow, I long for the quiet of Summer. Fireplace, cooking, reading, a walk on the beach, some poetry… slowing down the rhythm of life getting ready for the time of seed.

  Puçol (Spain), January 2022 In a life of constant love, three milestones, three: three loves, three spaces, three heartbreaks. Balance Movement Transformation Footprints left, footprints felt… To leave footprints you have to walk, you have to live to leave a trace. Three loves left their tracks, in three spaces flows my life, three heartbreaks left their trace. I am alive, though, going on, accepting my every footprint – both left and felt –, doing my very best to leave a steady trace of harmony behind.

  Puçol (València, Spain), January 2022 I lived, I loved, I broke. I live, I put my pieces together, I go on. I love myself again, I keep in mind how fragile I am. Then I realize that my fragility is but pure strength. I live, I love, I am fragile, but strong… I dare. At last, I understand that shared happiness will someday be back in this fragile heart which knows of its strength.

  Córdoba (Spain), January 2022 I looked for you, I found you, I lost myself. I experienced life with you as you are, as you feel. We lost each other, I found myself, I lived on. I look for you as you are: perfect. I will find you as you are: imperfect. I would go with you imperfectly perfect. I long for you perfectly imperfect. Perfect? Imperfect? Together.