I place a necklace of poetry
around the neck of the moment,
and flee the limitations of time.
Aboard the enigmatic horizon
I clothe the mind with light.
I cast the lava of suspicion
into the flaming furnace.
Employing the tools of patience
I tame the heat of the deserts,
employing the philosophy of generosity
I attain laurels of riches.
and at the peak of death nihilism.
I embrace the miracle of survival.

Translated by the authoress and John Wilmot