Translation:Altarpiece

I’m saying this for myself: Finally I’ve escaped the din; no one sees that I’m going to the sacred nave. Tall shadows accompany me, and Darío who passes with his mournful lyre.

With innumerable steps emerges the sweet Muse, and my eyes go toward her, as chicks toward grain. Tulles of ether and sleeping lignites hound her, while the blackbird of life dreams from her hand.

My God, you are merciful, because you granted us this nave, where these blue sorcerers conduct their services. Darío of the celestial Americas! They resemble you so much! And with your braids they make their hair-shirts.

Like souls in search of burials of absurd gold, those idle archpriests of the heart, they enter, and appear... and speaking to us from afar, they lament the monotonous suicide of God!