Adrián Arias

Sewing the stars and the mountains creating the protective robe

fighting hands, working caressing, healing, curando

you radiate the light of my ancestors your sewing machine is my music

there is no more powerful religion than the work of La Madre

there are no borders or destiny only the thread of light of your eyes

seamstress of love.

Poetry

I have the strength of a bull my dreams come true the roots of our ideas grow all over my body for all bodies it's time to be generous time to give.

Small as a fist

and giant like a planet always making noise to say "Here I am"

passionate at hug time sometimes silent to hear the stars murmuring

and always ready for everyday dreaming.

Circular force

fire in water

rough texture.

A strong hug that hurts

and emptiness

beyond the agony.

The powerful mind stops suffering when you hear the noise of the stars in the body.

Impenetrable mountain there is no pandemic to defeat us all together creating the new hug.

Release

water on fire

circular force.

I have the strength of a bull

my dreams come true

the roots of our ideas grow

all over my body

for all bodies

it's time to be generous

time to give.