“My Delirium on the Chimborazo”

Tito Salas Picture is in BOLIVAR House in Caracas – Venezuela

“My Delirium on the Chimborazo”,

It was written in Caracas in 1822 by the Liberator Simon Bolivar, and became part of one of the most emblematic pieces of Venezuelan romanticism in the nineteenth century. The poem saw light on Sunday, October 13.

It is a literary work that stands out as the only written by Bolívar under the genre of poetry and is also one of the first works of Venezuelan romanticism, where the Liberator described aesthetically and with great beauty, the ideological events that happened and its possible symbolic solution.

MY DELIRIUM ON THE CHIMBORAZO

I WAS WRAPPED WITH THE MANTLE OF IRIS, FROM WHERE THE TRIBUTE PAYS THE ORINOCO FLOWER TO THE GOD OF LASAGUAS. I HAD VISITED THE ENCHANTED AMAZON SOURCES, AND I WANTED TO RAISE THE WATCH OF THE UNIVERSE.

I SEARCHED THE FOOTPRINTS OF THE CONDAMINE AND HUMBOLDT; SEGUDILAS AUDAZ, NOTHING STOPPED ME; I ARRIVED TO THE GLACIAL REGION, THE ETHER SOFOCABA MY BREATH. NO HUMAN PLANT HAD SWOLLED THE DIAMANTINE CROWN WHICH PLACED THE HAND OF ETERNITY IN THE SITES OF THE DOMINADOR DE LOS ANDES.

I SAID TO ME: THIS MANTLE OF IRIS THAT HAS SERVED ME TO STANDARD, HAS TRAVELED IN MY HANDS INFERNAL OVERWEARS; THE SWEET SEAS HAS COME UP; IT HAS RISENED ON THE GIANT SHOULDERS OF THE

ANDES; THE EARTH HAS BEEN RAISED AT THE FEET OF COLOMBIA, AND TIME, HAS NOT BEEN ABLE TO STOP THE MARCH OF FREEDOM. BELONA HAS BEEN HUMILIED BY THE IRIS TRAILS, AND I WILL NOT BE ABLE TO TREAT ABOVE THE GORGEOUS HAIR OF THE GIANT OF THE EARTH?

YES, I WILL CAN!

AND REJECTED BY THE VIOLENCE OF AN UNKNOWN SPIRIT FOR ME, WHICH SEEMED TO ME DIVINE, I PASSED ON THE FEET OF HUMBOLDT, PUTTING EVEN THE ETERNAL CRYSTALS THAT CIRCUIT TO THE CHIMBORAZO. I ARRIVE AS AN IMPULSED FOR THE GENIUS THAT ENCOURAGED ME, AND I DESPLACE WHEN I TOUCHED WITH MY HEAD THE CUP OF THE FIRMAMENT: AND WITH MY FEET THE THRESHOLDS OF THE ABYSS. A DELRIO FEBRIL EMBARGED MY WHOLE MIND: I FEEL LIKE IGNITING A STRANGE AND SUPERIOR FIRE. IT WAS THE GOD OF COLOMBIA THAT POSSESSED ME.

SUDDENLY I AM PRESENTED THE TIME, UNDER THE VENERABLE SEMBLANTE OF AN OLD LOAD OF THE AGES ‘DEBT: RAINBOW, INCLINED, BALD, CURLY THE TEZ, A SICKLE IN THE HAND. –

“I AM THE FATHER OF THE CENTURIES, HE SAYS ME, I AM THE ARCANE OF THE FAME AND THE SECRET, MY MOTHER WAS ETERNITY; THE LIMITS OF MY EMPIRE, ARE POINTED BY THE INFINITE: THERE IS NO SPLATTER FOR ME, BECAUSE I AM MORE POWERFUL THAN DEATH: I LOOK AT THE PAST, I LOOK AT THE FUTURE, AND BY MY HAND PASSES THE PRESENT. WHY ARE YOU STICKING, CHILD OR OLD MAN OR HERO? DO YOU THINK THAT THE UNIVERSE IS SOMETHING? WHAT TO MOUNT ON THE HEAD OF A PIN IS TO RAISE? DO YOU THINK THAT THE INSTANTS YOU CALL AGAIN CAN MEASURE THE EVENTS?

DO YOU THINK THAT YOU HAVE SEEN THE HOLY TRUTH?

DO YOU IMAGINE LOCALLY THAT YOUR ACTIONS HAVE SOME PRICE TO MY EYES? EVERYTHING IS LESS THAN A POINT TO THE PRESENCE OF THE INFINITE WHO IS MY BROTHER. ”

OVERLOAD OF A SACRED TERROR, HOW, OH! TIME, -RESPONDI- DOES NOT HAVE THE MORTAL MORTAL THAT HAS RISENED HIGH? I HAVE PASSED ALL THE MEN IN FORTUNE, BECAUSE I HAVE RAISED UPON THE HEAD OF ALL. I DOMINO THE UNIVERSE WITH MY PLANTS: I TOUCH THE ETERNAL WITH MY HANDS, I FEEL THE INFERNAL PRISONS BULLIR UNDER MY STEPS: I AM LOOKING AT A GUIÑADA THE RUTILANTES ASTROS, THE INFINITE SUNS; I HAVE SEEN WITHOUT ANNOYANCE THE SPACE THAT LIES THE MATTER, AND IN YOUR FACE I READ THE HISTORY OF THE PAST AND THE BOOKS OF THE DESTINY.

“OBSERVE,” HE SAID, “LEARN, CONSERVE IN YOUR MIND WHAT YOU HAVE SEEN, DRAW TO THE EYES OF YOUR FELLOWS THE PHOTO UNIVERSE OF THE MORAL UNIVERSE; DO NOT HIDE THE SECRETS THAT HEAVEN HAS REVEALED TO YOU: GIVE THE TRUTH TO MEN. ” THE GHOST DISAPPEARED.

ABSORTO, YERTO, FOR SAYING IT, I WAS LONG, EXPERIENCED LONG, TOLD ON THAT IMMENSE DIAMOND THAT MADE ME BECOME A BED. IN THE END, THE TREMENDA VOZ DE COLOMBIA SCREAMS ME: RESURRECT, I FEEL, I OPEN MY OWN HEAVY HANDS WITH MY OWN PRACILS: I’M BECOMING A MAN, AND I WRITE MY DELIRIUM.

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