When I am reborn
and wake up in the arms
of a tranquil lagoon
perched on the mountain
I search for your eyes
quiet condor
to open.
As soon as morning comes
I ask you
why my brothers fight
and cry
and kill each other, sir
You say they are dy
ing for each other
deprived of love!
And I who drinks from your cup
who in my mirror
reflects them
maddened by pain
I want to hold them all
in my chest
and seal them away
with sunlight.

Translation of ‘Porque’ by Ariana Dubov