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| The Stone Cutter - Gouache - 80 x 80 - 2008
The Stone Cutter
This is the stone cutter story, who wants to
become the sun and rise
In order to previal valleys, and illuminate the
mount where he worked
He cursed this star and coveted him, he was
exhausted by the hot weather
His wish was finally granted, he left his
burden to merge with the light
But cloud where here to aspired the heat
They hide his splendour switched off the fire
This dark strenght make the end of his reign
He took the rain road goodbye the sun
Always higher, asking more and more /so he…
To much passion for the highest degree /…can’t
be
Always higher, asking more and more /so he…
To much passion for the highest degree /…can’t
be
Then came the wind and all the clouds were
blown
Desintegrate, he choosed direction of draught
He could destroy the trees, infiltrated the
houses
After unchaine the oceans of world he was stoped by a strength
He remember the mount, immencity of earth
Mothers of seas they controled existence,
dominated the lands
One of thoose he became, the absolute he
touched
Undestructible, unalterable, he thought he was
and one day
he
fall nibble, a sort of beatle whith a tiny burin was down
Evil Country Jack
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