Life

The trees cry stars
the sea dries its waves to the wind
the birds burn their wings
and the cracked earth
absorb my tears.

The rays break the sky
and silence rumbles in the ocean.
Where hypocrisy is reflected
the breaks in the mirror
for not accepting what we see.

Have to look inside
and see what we germinate there
do not put in other hands
the harvest we ourselves
have sown.