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Rezándole a la luna
Sospecho que milenios
antes de la palabra
le rezábamos a la luna
lejana, fría, silenciosa
hermana de la Tierra,
partera de la vida.
¿Te rezamos aun, madrina?
Ahora te invadimos
con nuestra maquinaria
con nuestros pasos intrusos
profanamos tu suelo callado.
A gran costo invadimos los cielos
donde nacen y mueren las estrellas
buscando el amanecer del cosmos
mientras violamos y abusamos
a nuestra madre la Tierra.
Líbranos de esta locura;
tú que reflejas al Sol
refléjanos la Tierra.
© Rafael Jesús González 2023
Praying to the Moon
I suspect that millenniums
before the word
we prayed to the moon
distant, cold, silent
sister of the Earth,
midwife of life.
Do we pray to you still, godmother?
Now we invade you
with our machinery
with our intrusive steps
we profane your quiet ground.
At great cost we invade the skies
where stars are born and die
looking for the dawn of the cosmos
while we violate and abuse
our mother Earth.
Free us of this madness;
you who reflects the Sun
reflect to us the Earth.
© Rafael Jesús González 2023
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I suspect that millenniums
before the word
we prayed to the moon
distant, cold, silent
sister of the Earth,
midwife of life.
Do we pray to you still, godmother?
Now we invade you
with our machinery
with our intrusive steps
we profane your quiet ground.
At great cost we invade the skies
where stars are born and die
looking for the dawn of the cosmos
while we violate and abuse
our mother Earth.
Free us of this madness;
you who reflects the Sun
reflect to us the Earth.
© Rafael Jesús González 2023
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