Astral

This piece is perhaps my most obscure poem yet.

Do the mountains breathe the horchata-flavored clouds?

Immerse me in the sound of five thousand bees.

I revel in the glow of the ouroboros, but only for a moment

before he murmurs the language of my ancestors.

I am not lost.

Julián Moraleda

Julián is the head of Camalig Bank's Training, Development, and Recruitment Unit (TDRU). Alongside his primary role, he enjoys taking on other exciting side quests, such as being the editor-in-chief of camaligbank.com and contributing to the Bank’s marketing efforts. With iced coffee in hand, Julián is either crafting compelling narratives from behind his laptop or championing transformative ideas at the forefront of the Bank's initiatives. Beyond the office, his voice resonates not just in boardrooms but also in the echo of his bathroom, where he moonlights as a singer.

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