Debes Amar

You must love the clay that shapes your hands
you must love your sand to madness.

Do not undertake it, it will be in vain
only love illuminates what will endure
only love turns mud into a miracle.

You must love the time of attempts
you must love the hour that never shines.

And if not, do not pretend to doubt the truth
only love begets wonder
only love manages to ignite the dead.

Only love begets wonder
only love manages to ignite the dead.