A Night in the Mountains I heard a Light Roar

Una noche en la montaña escuché una luz rugir

There is nothing beyond the material search for mystery. Mystery exists made matter, and in this case, made light. Two young people meet in the middle of a mountain after dying. It seems that from their urban past there is still the flicker of colors strange to the vegetable as if it attracted them; it made them get caught and merge with luminous presences that emerge from the mountain and call to it, giving notice to a path that is heard when seeing the light.