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It faces a breath of surprise
lighthearted look at
elephant when crossing eyes
that, bold in his innocence,
child who approaches.
Barrita insolent yawn
in his magnanimous figure
strokes reminiscent
of a little prince
in Worlds of Saint-Exupéry.
kneel, face to face
in duel taboos or boundaries,
silence weighing
sweat distilling
of intrigue and lost illusions.
Childhood,
absent prejudice,
sees beyond the flapping ears,
defeating flavors weather
and discover the solitude of giant
while his eyes whisper
complicity and tenderness.
Perhaps the snake
imagined that little prince
eating an elephant
never was a hat ... if not solitude ...
Perhaps nothing is as it seems ...
From "Imprinting in two voices"
Mayte stories and poems by Francisco Guerrero J. Picon
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