Dawn is silent, just you and your mind Impregnated by an immense calm quenches its thirst, my weary mind What is incredible, is the duration of this silence, The worst part of the night is its ending The end of all this tranquility and ambiguity Because the night is unclarity.
When the night starts, the moon rises and claims what is hers The gloomy sky, that turns bright at the end of the night When the sky turns bright, the moon sleeps, the sun rises The sun raises and claims what belongs to him The bright sky, giving the end to the night And the start of a new day
Diego Mata is from Torreón, Coahuila, Mexico. He's a High School senior and will graduate in the Spring 2022 from NMMI.