Amazing Forest
Amazing Forest Eloy put a few seeds in my hand. Thirty trees tomorrow, a forest fifty years later, birds find the south in those trees, wolves find shelter. And the ants grow like a body between blind and sleepy roots. At some point a house and another house will be built by those woods and winter will be lowered inside sediments. Autumn with its total boredom will put its heavy feet on the thick trunks and will not conquer them. Nothing will make them break. And in a hundred years a hundred men will be happy men loving their husbands under those broad roofs, a perfume of forest will still be floating in the children who will arrive into their lives. The world will be the world and night will still be night. Owls will have bigger eyes and they will eat sparrows as well as scorpions. And the mouse will be as minimal as a strange insect, his pale hair will make him invisible from November to February, and he will have no enemy.