Hasta Acá Nos Ayudó Dios!

In non-verbal signal carnivals it was
Discovering the language
The unconscious in search of someone
Who can see through the foliage

He interprets modest gestures
That in itself saw and understood the message
Vaccine for incongruous, he stood up and shouted
Blessed learning!
And suddenly he felt his chest swell
Dizzying sensation

Between illusions and comparisons
Judging an entire lifetime
And today sees it as a judgment
That once served, today did not
Yesterday yes, today anyone

But now how is it done?
How do I get this out of here?
How do I start over?
How do I forgive?, how do I forgive myself as well?
How do I enjoy the game?

And suddenly he felt a lump in his throat
And yet, he enjoyed
He called acceptance to that inconsolable crying
And from there he transformed, the rigidity
Of cruel and paralyzing fear
Into motor impulse

He went in search of his essence a thousand times
And found that it always mutated
In form, spaces, time
All according to the emotion of the moment he was in

He focused so much on now that he feared losing
The complete memory
It was then that he became aware
And believed to understand my essence, it is not my story, no

And suddenly he felt very light shoulders
And towards the sky he fell
He called plenitude to that laughter out loud
And from there the virtue of living free or nothing
Grew like an avalanche, chose to see the light

He called acceptance to that inconsolable crying
And from there he transformed the rigidity
Of cruel and paralyzing fear into motor impulse
He called plenitude to that laughter out loud
And from there the virtue of living free or nothing grew