of years have elapsed since that time
here turned his eyes on high
And in the
sky and in the sun he found God.
gathered nutriment from the earth
rocks of the mountain he made altars
carried his cabin to be close to them.
mountain consecrated by man
sacred through the centuries and people
their eyes towards it as to a signal.
powerful, grey in the sunsets
lengthens even more the voices in its shadow.
nearby land does not understand it
It is now
empty of every human heartbeat
has destroyed the hearths.
procession of dead shadows
twilight takes to the precipitous slopes
amidst the olive trees, the religious olive trees,
and is lost on the mountain pathways
stone altars towards Heaven.