I like to say that rather than having
certain formal patriotic institutions,
or inheritance of great cultural heroes,
boastful men of the kingdom,
we need roots of motherland,
matría. planetary intestines,
water networks for the life
of the whole body,
for nurturing or evacuate decompositions,
biological and socially appropriate
in each process.
For love of water (in the springs of her blood),
let these flows to be
as the distributor of contents that feeds
all of us when her tongue was lightened
by trails toward the goal of fulfilling
with selective and necessary functions.
Her compassion eliminates waste,
but enriched cells.
And maybe many patriots do not yet know
the motherland is bleeding.
It is the first thing that hurts
when the country stir in childbirth.
It will be what is sensed
during the first contemplation of a newborn
who moans and look at before the eyes
of those who nursed him and gave a dose
of life from herself, to their intestines.
Institutional homeland retracts when the task
of cooperative Matria, is missing.
(The motherland, motherland hidden bowel).
Institutional homeland conspires, hardens
to the causes of self enjoyment
and profit and yet, there
persists as the only sweetness .
Wisdom of the Spring in service
isurvives, 40 times fertile,
with every winter at his side,
with Earth as bedding.
There in the lower torso,
under her belly, she is giving birth
to the Messiah, spreading the love
as water from Hod to Netzach
so David can boast.
Each meditation is in order to locate
the homeland in the female side of her roots,
and I like that reflection on you, Mem,
especially in your water,
and the waters also arise from Alef
who Shin's mother, whose judgment gives
tooth and fire of truth, and Alef
must say to Ox: "For your Left Ear.
you hear the air of your Ancestor source. "