Simurg para piano.

9 pp. Quarto, very good. Colección Arión, no. 144. One of 300 printed in July of 1983. For solo piano. Dedicated to Gerhart Meunch. Composed in 1980. ". . . . no de un pájaro, sino de muchas." —Ezra Pound. "9 pp. Quarto, very good. Colección Arión, no. 144. One of 300 printed in July of 1983. For solo piano. Dedicated to Gerhart Meunch. Composed in 1980. ". . . . no de un pájaro, sino de muchas." —Ezra Pound. "The remote king of birds, the Simurg, drops a splendid feather in the center of China; The birds decide to look for him, fed up with his former anarchy. They know that their king's name means 'thirty birds'; They know that his citadel is in the Kaf, the circular mountain that surrounds the earth. They undertake the almost infinite adventure; They overcome seven valleys, or seas; the name of the penultimate one is 'Vertigo'; the last one is called 'Annihilation.' Many pilgrims desert; others perish. Thirty, purified by labor, set foot on the Simurg mountain. They contemplate it at last: they perceive that they are the Simurg and that the Simurg is each one of them and all of them. (Plotinus - Enéodes, V 8, 4 - also declares a paradisiacal extension of the principle of identity: Everything, in the intelligible sky, is everywhere. Anything is all things. The sun is all the stars, and each star is all the stars and the sun.)" Jorge Luis Borges