Raíz

Root that I owe to my folks
To my children and to the kisses
That I keep and didn't give
Root that I search for and don't find
That lives hidden in the verses
That I don't write and lost
Root of all of us
Root that waits in the eyes
That stand guard to see
Root open to life
Root bonfire and shelter
Root that is yet to be
Without that root
What will it be?
Root asleep in the earth
Root that tangles my legs
And touches my heart
Root that wins my wars
The war against the war
And the state of pain
Root of all the people
Root that dodges death
That teaches me where to go
Root that brushes the uncertain
Root that I embrace and invent
To survive like this
Without that root
What will it be?