The wind is a spectrum that vanishes
without a trace or a sign behind
and yet, its presence adds
an essence to life that is not fleeting.
From the tender breath of spring
that whispers between trees and branches
even the fiercest winter hurricane
that tears the clouds with its flame.
The wind is an emblem of life
the force that in the world slides
and yet it has no measure.
Thus, the wind shows us its greatness
although it disguises being a breeze
and when blowing it takes us towards that certainty.
Translation: Annabel Villar, Uruguay/España and Janine Troutman, Germany