The One Who Remains Hidden - Aquel que permancece oculto
The One Who Remains Hidden For a brief moment, an image appeared in my mind. Someone with long white hair, a distant gaze, and a face of perfect serenity. Then I understood. I was not that being. I was merely the part of him destined to walk through the world. While I grew old, doubted, suffered, and became stained by every passing moment, he remained hidden—untouched, unchanged, immortal. Perhaps that is why I can never find him. I am always aware of the one who struggles. Never of the one who remains. Aquel que permanece oculto Durante un instante apareció en mi mente la imagen de alguien de larguísimo cabello blanco, mirada perdida y un rostro de absoluta serenidad. Entonces lo comprendí. Yo no era ese ser. Era únicamente la parte de él destinada a atravesar el mundo. Mientras yo envejecía, dudaba, sufría y me contaminaba con cada instante vivido, él permanecía oculto, intacto e inmortal. Quizá por eso nunca logro encontrarlo. Porque siempre soy conscien...