The Desert of Atacama VII

i.  Let's look then at the Desert of Atacama ii. Let's look at our loneliness in the desert So that desolate before these forms the landscape becomes a cross extended over Chile and the loneliness of my form then sees the redemption of the other forms:   my own Redemption in the Desert iii.  Then who would speak of the redemption of my form iv.  Who would tell of the desert's loneliness So that my form begins to touch your form and your form that other form like that until all of Chile is nothing but one form with open arms:   a long form crowned with thorns v.   Then the Cross will be nothing but the opening arms of my form vi.  We will then be the Crown of Thorns in the Desert vii.  Then   nailed form to form   like a Cross extended over Chile   we will have seen forever the Final Solitary Breath of the Desert of Atacama