They Went Into a Cricket

All of Spain has fallen.
Into a small black cricket.
His song sets the fields of night afire.
Everywhere the flames are rising and dancing.
Filled with eyes and songs, there are children.
Whose wings are skies and minds are stars.
A cricket is silent; the mothers dance.
A cricket sings; thunders rip through time.
His leg is a leg of the sun.
His heart moves the winds and storms.
All of Spain has fallen.
Into the cricket of forever.