Mujer Caminante
Raly Barrionuevo
Walking Woman
Pregnant girl of adobe
Carrying whispers of the mountain in her mouth
From so much awaited rain
Her eyes turn to salt
She comes from suns and thorns
Castles of alders embroidering dams
And the macabre clearings
Drain her heart
Hail, woman of the clay
Screaming in the silence of so much heat
In a reddish nap
The shadow got lost
Hail, walking woman
Mistoles and pumas watch over your path
Mother of all rains
Water me with your color
Hunger, prayers, and moons
Ring out to the cry of old colcoles
And in novenas of sand
They pray to you with love songs
You live and die thirsty
In blind birds migrating to ochre
Deep and arcane paths
Calm your loneliness
Thirsty guitars burn
Watching over your night of a thousand chacareras
And they shall drink your secret
From the springs of the sun
Hail, walking woman
Mistoles and pumas watch over your path
Mother of all rains
Water me with your color
