The Fauna In The Shade - written by pablo 

introduction: The other side consists of the ascents and descents covered by the lower mantle of mysticism; the beautiful stands out, while the thorns on the body entrap us like voodoo. The other side, still beautiful in verses, expands the dominant shadow, the god in a world full of havoc. The other side is a fauna found in the shade, behind the penumbra of the body.

Act I: Mime

Before a reflection, that perplexed whisper that from emblematic mutism turns into circumlocutions.
The savage wind, composed of howls embedded in the purity of thirst, emerged from a limbo. 
Turning those voices that made a hungry world trill, into one where dictions are covered by hands. 
Where the different oscillations of a robust body reveal the exhaustion of nudity.

Beneath a reflection, is the climbing of the breeze.
The limping of words that the shedding of voice once took away, the choler in times of clarity.
Where beneath the lips the trace of letters would no longer be sought.
Because if the lack of speech faced the world's chorus, what would follow?

Act II: The Rival Strip

In a gambit, the most foreign lands whose smooth and featureless touch comprise the farthest reaches of the borders. It is an anatomy misunderstood and unknown to those who want to fly; that desire to unfold the light. That would be called a miracle, the last word of god, the last trace of hope for change. With overthrown hands and with a sun that would be behind, the strong blows would toll the bells of the pawn's defeat; that destiny dedicated to the pilgrimage of enduring; the infinite river of long hours. On its Knees, before a pocket full of sun, the stripped screams that were previously praises, culminate in the perpetual succor of running; of going far away and never returning.