Agua Viva

I don’t think just as the diamond doesn’t think. I shine wholly limpid. I have neither hunger nor thirst: I am. I have two eyes that are open. Toward the nothing. Toward the ceiling.

I was born a few instants ago and I am dimmed.

I’m expressing myself very badly and the right words escape me. My internal form has been carefully purified and yet my bond with the world has the naked crudity of free dreams and of great realities.