The Doorbell
We were having dinner at home when the doorbell rang. It was
death. I stayed calm because the door was locked and I couldn't get in. We were
protected.
Soon I discovered that death, although it rings the doorbell
to warn us of its arrival, does not need us to open the door to be able to
enter. Death is inside us.
El timbre
Estábamos cenando en casa cuando sonó el timbre de la
puerta. Era la muerte. Yo me quedé tranquilo porque la puerta estaba cerrada
con llave y no podía entrar. Estábamos protegidos.
Al poco rato descubrí que la muerte, aunque llame al timbre
de casa para avisarnos de su llegada, no necesita que le abramos la puerta para entrar. Está dentro de
nosotros.
