Life escapes us in an absent state

 Life escapes us in an absent state. If I'm going to live, let it be in your hands. In love I discover you and you are. You are in sidereal periods. To make you in the will be. To live in the future of your shadow. In the shadow of the future. In his joy and sadness. Sweet joy of awakening at night. Of water. Of faces. Open to heaven. To the wings. To the hidden of the face. In the first days. In the first days of the water. To the first songs. To the first ashes fallen from the sky. And all from the first day you look at it.