Un día, navegando entre a néboa escribín:


Ancorados na néboa

non hai barco
nin ceo
nin MAR

               non hai paixón
               nin cores
               nin luz

                                      non hai vida

                                                         o mundo parou
                                                         asolagado

                                                                                os reloxos non saben
                                                                                medir o tempo
                                                                                auguento

                                                         inerte todo
                                                         vultos sen alma
                                                         opacidade

                                     agonía
                                     que racha o repenique da campá
                                     no castelo de proa

               son
               que divide o aire

o espello dourado
da maxistral
nada reflicte