Rising, decreasing,
Winds moving clouds,
Exciting, they´re bleeding
In the soothing crowd,
The flood starts to mix,
The blood, grabs the fix,
And a bright red,
Holy and living colour
Makes vivid honour:
ART AND LIGHT ARE SET.
Red clouds, black and blue sky,
Set crowd, I´m back to you shy.
It is said it is dead
but
It is set like life;
It is said I´m unled
but
I´m so upset from this life:
Blue, white
And life in dead persons.

Written on January the 25th, 1991, in Panama City, Panama