1273 The doors of my interior world

If you want,
I will open wide up
The doors of my interior world
And I will show you then
All and each one of the things
That I made for you,
As if ware my spirit
An oyster,
That with the substance of its soul
Is able to make the pearls
White and beautiful.
If you want,
I will open wide up
The doors of my interior world
So that you can read
In my hidden books,
Which my destination could be
Without the vast sweetness,
That you can be able to give me
In a natural and spontaneous way.
If you want,
I will open wide up
The doors of my interior world
So that you see that without you
My being cannot contain
The exaggerated solitude
That remains sleeping
In the deep of my interior
As a bat along the day.
If you want,
I will open wide up
The doors of my interior world
So that crossings under my lintels
To the sounds of the trumpets,
And the drummers and plates
And cymbals of joy,
As if was the same thing
That a medieval queen.
If you want,
But only if you wanted it,
I will open up wide open
The doors of my interior world.