KRONOS

The clock tower resounds,
gray hairs are on,
while a natural escape a lot
to be wanderer of drowned world.

Everlasting is nothing,
and everything is showing
to Erinyes sacrifice
in the heart inside.

The sea sleeps alone,
deeply in its ardour,
without retiring its presence
in nature soaring face.

Split are the masks,
empty thou ask
seeking the cats
looking airs to delay.

And children walking are
in graveyards without side
in midst of sunny cloud
agonizing their joy.

Until the day dies
to begin a new dawn.