Heart…

He is the first
to arrive
A small hiding place
Little cave it needs
When it grows up
A bigger space
To expand
Diversifying
By roads
Roads
And trails
Inside you
Stays alive
In silence
No reproaches
No excuses
Only
Listening
Speaking
When asked
Conjugate
With the other organs
Epicentre
Of your feelings
Assimilate
Órdagos
Taming
The din
Give calm
Anxiety
Speed
More complex
Than silhouette
Than the shadow
The one that greets
First thing in the morning
Farewell
With the last breath
A deep sigh
When…
The time has come
Both must go

Or maybe
Who knows…
I’ll accompany you
On the journey
To the beyond…

O.