Intersection of Art, Poetry, and Photography to reflect the human condition.
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Randy López
5/8/20242 min read
The mother of my past.
When is our time to sleep, we will go with you. When we will wake up, we will go where you lead us.
Rest, Wherever you go i know you´ll be fine. We are attached in this Karma and i know that i will see you again.
Sleep, there will be lights again and comes the day in those shores when i was a child. like a child i can see you. Lets meet again there.
Today, tomorrow in the afternoon is cold, and so a sunny day will come. We have forgiven eachother before; like ethernal friends.
I was you and you are still me. In our trip there were rubbles and stones all over the way; now i can put them away for us. I learned a lot from you.
Mother of my past; i will enconter you again, you will suprise me; finding me on my thoughts during my cold walks. We still walk together by my own.
The time is back home, i will find you; full of new lives; i will be a cured chid after this trip to new grounds. You will tell me stories so i can write you poems that i learned from you.
While you are sleeping, we will be with you. When my time comes, you will show me the way again.
Randy López 20,05,2025
Migration
It might have begun in the darkness , with the neccesity to cross the horizon; with the purpose of knowing what is behind that field; behind the forest, beyond the sunset; over the ocean. We haven´t return since then.
After a while we have realized we are not the same. This journey; what we have lost in this exchange has change us forever.
Us, projections of other distances; we have been walking through this new landscape and we wont be able to leave behind our features and life experiences.
Time will tell and this vast stone turning in the darkness of the universe will tell; us with it in the presence of a new reflection; we will learn to look each other faces to realize that we are not that different. It might be that this phenomena will be a new come out to the light; it might be that after all this confusion there will be a new humankind; a new us.
Runs the sand and the clocks will run out dry; our new resolutions as society in the new human condition; It´s monuments of try outs fails will be monuments of the past. Other kinds of weather will cover this earth while other humandkind will be the one which shine in the new days, to realized that we have´nt change that much; that we are not that different.
Randy López 21,05,2025
