Poesia
For a handful of soil
For a handful of soil
I would give all for a handful of soil.
There I left my footsteps for the first time.
A Handful of soil was swallowed by the rubble.
For the handful of soil, that I carry in my bosom.
Handful of soil, where I step freely,
where my heart beats joyfully.
Handful of soil that remains behind the nails.
For her sun flowing in my veins.