FROM EVERY SCAR ON MY BODY

I am a beggar who lacks the courage

to beg charity from himself.

Lines and wounds from all the unfulfilled caresses

intersecton my palms,

from all the unmeasured temperatures on my brow

and the illicit excavations of love.

From every scar on my body

a truth emerges.

I grow and I diminish

together with the day, running fearlessly

towards the depths of origin,

and everything around me is in motion:

the stone becomes a house,

the rock - a grain of sand.

When I stop breathing

my heart beats louder still.