¡Cumbres! ¡Divinas Cumbres! excelsos miradores; pequeños los hombres; no llegan los rumores de allá abajo, del cieno; ni el grito horripilante con que aullan el deseo, ni el clamor desbordante de las malas pasiones... ¡los rastreros no suben! porque esta cumbre es el reino del pájaro y la nube. (Poeta: Alfredo Espino)
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Two Wings! ... Who had two wings for the flight! ... this afternoon on the summit I almost had them! From here I see the sea! So blue! So asleep! that if there were no sea, it could well be another sky.
Summits! Divine Summits! magnificent viewpoints; small men; the rumors do not reach from below, from the mud; neither the horrifying scream with which desire howls, nor the overflowing clamor of bad passions ... the creeps do not rise! because this summit is the kingdom of the bird and the cloud.
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