Perdido en el bosque, interrump una ramita oscura y levant su susurro a mis labios sedientos: era quiz la voz de la lluvia que gritaba, una campana agrietada, o un corazn rasgado.
Algo lejos apagado de l se pareca profundo y el secreto a m, ocultado por la tierra, un grito amortigu por otoos enormes, por el hmedo mitad-abre la oscuridad de las hojas.
Wakening del bosque que soaba all, la avellana-puntilla cant debajo de mi lengeta, su fragancia que mandilaba ascendente para arriba con mi mente consciente
como si repentinamente las races que haba dejado detrs de gritado hacia fuera a m, la tierra haba perdido con mi niez --- y par, her por el olor que vagaba
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