old man into his body
When my father got drunk, he'd say, "I had a brother, you know,"- and look him in the eye from afar. His gaze would travel the distance of time and space that crossed in a second of imagination.
I never met a brother, but whenever he had alcohol in his brain, I saw him with those eyes full of soul. If that had been true, I think I would have loved that guy who played in puddles and bragged about his stains.
And, Dad insisted, "I never saw anyone in less of a hurry to grow up, or in less of a hurry to get there." His voice resounded in an eternal today. Now I understand that we are young, as long as we have a yearning to blossom and a dream to fly, without destiny feeling that we've already understood what it's all about and achieved what we dreamed of.
"We will never be more than that unless we let the train derail us and take away the most precious thing we have: life. This life that we are shelling like an eternal ear of corn and that is only an instant lived with the intensity we give it, fighting the cold with kisses, because there is so much to kiss", - and he kissed my forehead as if he were kissing his own life.
"Before I die I want to fall in love with my age, because I only have this vulnerable heart - he would touch his chest with such drama that it made me shed tears, feeling his emotion of arriving at the celebration of a goal, at the fulfillment of a challenge - "If I don't water it with desires and dreams, it will die of sorrow in a corner. The youth leaves when you feel you've gotten where you need to go: Piss on the edge of the abyss, never forget yourself. Skid, and if you fall, you get up, dust yourself off and laugh, that's the best laugh."
Unwittingly, my heart was wrinkled at the thought that, although he was performing a ritual by playing his role very drunk, he was reaching another age. And, strangely enough, I feel that I witnessed the very moment when my father let an old man into his body.
02/01/2020
Opening this 2020 with many dreams and desires to continue in the air, I wish that we all have a blessed journey.
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