I carry the remorse that in my mind
There is little that can get to change
Because I only forced myself in attaining
To transform this day and the next
In something more than naked situations
Of the potency and its realization
Of all the force and its location.
Taking them as specific instructions
The possibility of that condition
Where the difficult is to maintain it
– Being the most complex to sustain it -,
And the power to maintain the affection
Free and firm for one who wants to see it
If my river can cross it swimming.