The night is shattered, and the blue stars shiver in the distance.

Every day you play with the light of the universe.

White bee, even when you are gone you buzz in my soul You live again in time, slender and silent.

To feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know ... widens out the boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.

In you is the illusion of each day. You arrive like the dew to the cupped flowers. You undermine the horizon with your absence. Eternally in flight like the wave.

And I, infinitesima­l being, drunk with the great starry void, likeness, image of mystery, I felt myself a pure part of the abyss, I wheeled with the stars, my heart broke loose on the wind.

Como se reparten el sol en el naranjo las naranjas? How do the oranges divide up sunlight in the orange tree?