In its absolute tranquility

There is a majestic peace

A smooth mass of immensity

As a heavy ondulanting surface

This soft density

Lies down on it grainy bed.


Width so extended

Mysterious myths

With painted histories

Pefect arena —

Aesthetic in its blueness

Fleeing the poet’s soul and heart

But always indifferent

The mother sea remains steady

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