“Who am I?”, seems to be a question of life!?
The nature to the only model,
That is, which is valid for me!
So it is for me perhaps the accidental spell,
the wisdom of the stone, which bends me
with the strength of a human hand,
... creates an image of beauty.
The stone of the nature, is the one that understands the evolution in the whole,
in him I try to hold a moment,
... which ultimately goes from us after a short journey.
In the stone I seek only the one moment of favor,
to possibly once reach the perfection
… of the royal art!?