O sky and heaven, you are my father! O parents′ wedding, horizon′s line! O sea and ocean, you are my mother! I am a small ship. O waves, be mine! My call discovers new, vast horizons. O word and number, my passions, speak! My name is Leo. The sun is rising. Harmonic power can reach its peak. My white sail′s magnet, you are a symbol of love, faith, hope, and my height and depth; my rudder, compass, which is not simple, my garment, banner, and my life′s test. In the sea′s colors, I can see heaven. Therein, I can smell the ocean′s scent. And let the sharks swim away forever! And let the light play its glad event! O sea of heaven! On your horizon, I sail. I′m dreaming. My parents′ world can be surprising. O highest prizes! In the beginning, there was God′s Word. O sea′s oasis, sweet self-deception! Such an illusion can be an art, as satisfying as true succession. My blood is not cold. Thanks to my heart! O guiding stars: my aesthetics, ethics; my soul and spirit, as always, young; my art of science, which is poetic, with native language, my mother tongue! |