We will not appreciate

We will not appreciate the autumn leaves

unless other stars fall

without shine

in the same forest

that an animal devours another.

We will not appreciate the sun

without going blind.

We will not appreciate the names

of very distant brothers,

thousands of kilometers away,

without the culture we have not consumed.

We will not appreciate

the child's smile,

without the pain of childbirth,

without the previous crying.

We will not appreciate the fish that surrounds our body,

nor the lover who makes the same gesture.

We will not appreciate the days that the moon hid,

because by then it will be too late.

We will not appreciate the written word,

nor Mozart juggling technology,

nor a faded bird,

nor the knee that the ant wants to climb.

We will not appreciate a greeting,

Or the same thing-

the incongruous link

of our goodbyes.