1

Returns to the projector its light

revealing, fleetingly, his film.

A story past, present, future,

infinite images, in just an instant.

And we were all there,

in those recorded stories.

It was us too,

the same ones we are now.

Returns to the projector its light,

that light that gives life to stories.

The light,

that is just light,

came back,

like light in its purest form,

beyond the movie,

finally free of all story.

2

The scene we are.

Everything that is shown in it.

3
If someone experienced it,
we all did it.

(Original poem written in Spanish)