ODD NUMBER
How beautiful life is
When the smile shines from the facts,
From letters, even and odd numbers,
by their weight
inside the truth knocks.
A single one in a corner, smiling there,
with odd leaves, on odd day, in odd year,
a member of an odd household,
in any odd place
and, his face is smiling.
I was alone, I remained alone to resemble the creator,
The odd number is not replaced by an even one,
When the number is odd, it is multiplied by odd numbers
It turns out to be odd.
The number is silent, even God is silent,
I was also silent because I was
I was left to stir up the Dead Sea
And the mud to be drawn to the bosom
Like a magnet.
