The thinker

The thinker: The art of thinking and the thought.
He thinks. The light condenses. The form appears.
He is still innocent. His creature is of him only.

The grateful universe, it hugs and kisses
any type of life
what in his border flutters.

The movement of the solitude
it puts between the stars his creation
far from any hand reach.

but he knows,
any way that opens
it is this with the feet in the ground.

Therefore it opens his window,
in the flash of the moon, a vision
in the life of any heart.