?Glimmering sunrise eclipses the evanescing stars. The lull of the night is departed,
and the light warms the paltry white anthills.
Desolate in a sea of boundless white.

Life begins, and the birds, the rabbits, the brown fox! commence a peregrination home.
Thus end their sojourn on the inhospitable land.
Beside the broken pavement, spattered with melting frost! parks a bus, crumbling under the salty rust.
Down come the sleepy workers, wielding time-worn tools
Unhurriedly eager to embark on a new day of work,
Putting together small anthills of white ground.
The nebulous clouds of an afternoon storm
Shroud the noon light, whisk the warmth away.
Torrential beads swamp the scorched earth

The men’s chatter has slowly vanished.! White specks are shaken off rusty shovels.! New white anthills stand on the moist flatland.
The fading dusk lights hide between barren Andean peaks.! A pink, yellow, and crimson watercolor sky.
Celestial speckles assemble in the black night.
And the lake of mirrors covered in silver water,
flood the valleys encircling the white hills of salt.