todos cruzamos la frontera

de la alma que nos espera

con la libertad de nuestras

manos adentro de la pacha mama

abriendo las partes de nuestra memoria

que puede recordar abrir al alma y las alas

en los ojos

 

2

we are the breaking light

migrating across queztalcoatl

taking the parts of the ocean

that are from the womb where we came

from taking the parts of the sand

that mirror who i really am

taking apart the deception

that somehow I’m separate

from anything

 

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