Who has ever seen
a blue tree
if he’s unaware
of motionless men?
Yet, centuries
see their roots
on their soils.
But you found
another way
and it’s on its color
that you read
the sacrifice
as if the monster of knowledge
has been always living
close to you;
the one that doesn’t stoop
neither kneels
not even when hit
during the battle
by the barbarians
of oblivion.