Her lines tell stories.
Starvation and plenty balance
Beauty beneath the bone.
Radiant Reyna who has renounced
Fashion trends and crash diets.
Who has accepted the
Responsibility of timelessness.
Having held children and worked rightly
Since the beginning and even rebounded
After a life-long relationship with death,
Respect is expected.
With the breath of life in her breast
And the light of acceptance in her heart,
All she sows grows, la madre de maíz.
Muchas gracias for your caring.
Your crying, your dying and resurrection
Of the sun some sixty summers ago.
The way you stare is a stairway to heaven.
Having walked across celestial
Jungles, oceans and deserts,
You have shed more myths
And made more magic
Than we can possibly ever comprehend.
Master of disguise. Keeper of lies.
Pain and anguish that you will never show.
To behold such beauty is to bear fruit.
And said fruit shall feed roots
As these roots keep us connected.
Laughter almost undetected.
A poem inspired by Rica de la Luz.
See more of her work here.