To my son - Luis M. Valdiviezo Arista

I want to teach you to walk
Between the stony life
And the liquid death
With a flaming smile

Ode to the sun - David Guramishvili

O radiant sun of light,
A soul-inspiring sight.
I Unrivalled king of kings,
Thy praise through ages rings.

To Swim with Eels - Emelihter S. Kihleng

part of me comes from rodents
a rat surrounded by kemisik¹
in Saladak, land of lasialap²
all my friends are kemisik
while I am only part kitik³

It kindles all my soul - Casimir of Poland

It kindles all my soul, 

       My country's loveliness! These starry choirs
       That watch around the pole, 

God’s Word is in all creation - St. Hildegard of Bingen

No creature has meaning
without the Word of God.
God’s Word is in all creation, visible and invisible.

Polderland - Gerrit Achterberg

I walk through the polderland
beneath the slanting rain;
unending is this land,
unending are the ways,

Odysseus at home - Yiorgos Chouliaras

Using as everyone knows my cunning
I left my shadow at sea
and returned immediately to Ithaca.

When time holds its breath - Mathalea Ntaote

From yester ashes, tomorrow blooms in a single breath
Time is a river, unyielding and wide,
A winding path that swallows the goal

The Ungay Science – Carlos Drummond de Andrade

Maturity. that terrible gift
whose giver, giving it, takes away
all the spontaneous joy of receiving
under the icy shade of a headstone–

Exodus from Ireland - Marwan Makhoul

I arrived in Ireland and my coat cried out:
You’ve gone abroad, my friend, but left me at home!