In this moment in which I see the present day
which is the moment that has just stopped being,
and so on, continually, moment to moment,
in a pleasant solitude
(after all, somehow,
we are all lonely beings
with a mind and soul
that only God knows.)
In the numbness of youth
or, better said, the lack of maturity,
I made decisions and made mistakes
so many times…
However, I don’t look at the past
as if it was failure, with a feeling of voidness,
of having lost something that cannot be retrieved,
no…
I won’t regret eternally what could not be
losing the most valuable thing I’m left with.
I learned…
I learned to be happy in spite of…
I learned to value life…
this fleeting moment
that can be so exquisite
when you are conscious of life
just as it happens: moments that are joyful,
moments that are sad, moments that vanish…
Moments that would get lost in nothingness
if it weren’t true that God exists
and that He knows me by my name…
and that I can find refuge, like a chick,
under His wings…
La Paz, Bolivia
