FAREWELL NATURE

I have arrived
At the very hut
By its hands
Of time and trails.

I have descended
To the very river
Through its gaze
Of scales and mystery.

I have flown
The unspeakable sky
With its free wings
Of color and space.

I have walked
Through the green forest
With its footsteps
Of years and dreams.

I have gathered the voice of the chestnut tree
The lament of the natives
I have witnessed the display
Of the days of longing.

Birds and fish sang
The final song of freedom,
With thick threads of cement
They are weaving a city.

By my father, Oscar Lara Gallegos, Lima 1992