Branches with colored leaves dance in the air, playing with the wind.
A finger's touch gives them life, they tremble with joy when you sigh.
The child thinks it’s a miracle, the father knows the wisdom of art.
White, black, red, blue, yellow...

Strong stabiles, brilliant, anchored

to the ground,
or birds moving in flight!
On my patio they are suspended flowers that feed on the air.
Above the pool planetary stellar systems, benevolent, they protect you.

Open your door wizard, and show me how to assemble this miracle!

Steel sheets, light and transparent!
Metals that become stars, colored and close, within the grasp of a child’s finger.
The artificial acrylic... a very long, long luminous serpent!

Thoughts on Mobiles
-Nilo 2013