In the Land and in the Sky

I

I have no idea
If I undress or remain dressed
when at night I undo each
pieces that give me color

I have no idea
if my arms get the perimeter of your body
or if my fingers are hurled and stayed
as always in another side of the slope

II

I have no idea
If I wash myself in the waters in which I wash
or if my spots go through the rain
simply with me

I have no idea
if I deserve the paradise …
… or if I deserve the hell