Polvo en los ojos

Unknown woman committed suicide
throwing herself into the riverbed.
No traces of violence were found...

Was it love... or dust in the eyes?
That night I was doing nothing
talking with the white clouds
on the edges of a moon.

I counted the new stars
I didn't notice one fading:
tell me...
that the night loved you
that you didn't hesitate for two minutes
that the water wasn't cold
that you laughed to yourself
that a flower followed your shadow
that you dreamed as a child
that you swam and floated
that you arrived safely in the end.

Was it living at full speed
or that way of crossing the fire?
You left letters and knots of nostalgia
I think of your soul running down the street.

I counted...

My life, what day is today?
I walk deaf, mute, and sad
remembering... your light.