Lakes - Earth and Pillars

Winds hiss

Caress the shores.

Water ripples

The face shivers

Like a portrait drawn by the rain

Of time and memories

Of voices and screams

Dither the trice and fragments fall

The contours remain, thin and empty

Outlines of my shape

This matt surface.

the well of the valley

Where mountains reign

Surrounded by the fathers, the lake speaks.

«Behold the stone-throne.listen to their voices.

They know the eternity you seek.»

May the peaks, so hold and wise, break their silence!

Speak through me!

«Give the spirit to the crimson clouds!

Who abandon this lake at the sunset

And dye the mountain ranges of gules»

The wind far blows

Where everything sleeps

To the sea.