Elegy for my dead son, Adrián Alfonso Lamo

I do not know why you left

in the prime of your life

Outside the winter

burned the skin

and the bare trees

healed their wounds.

I walked your steps

and your hallways

I hugged your neighbors

their warmth filled me

I cried in front of your door

and we prayed in the spot itself

of your departure

I picked up your pillow

like a leaf

of your fallen life

I smelled on it your sweetness

and I felt your breath

and how your soul

breathed in mine,

I dressed in your clothes

tried on your tenderness

your kind smile

I tried to feel

what you felt,

you felt lonely

but at peace with everything and

with all things

human and divine

I picked up your notes

your life lists

looking for a message

that you were leaving us,

I looked through your window

to see what you saw

and I breathed the air

of your farewell,

today you are absent,

my life, my everything,

I cry for you in silence,

in silence I cry …