JOSÉ LUIS LÓPEZ

 

 

Introspection Of Consciousness

 

I closed my eyes,

 

not to escape the world,

 

but to discover

 

the one within me.

 

There, beneath the noise

 

of voices and expectations,

 

I found a silence

 

that knew my name.

 

Consciousness

 

is not merely awareness.

 

It is the mirror

 

that reflects

 

the truths

 

we try to hide.

 

The deeper I looked,

 

the fewer answers I found,

 

yet the questions

 

became more honest.

 

Who am I

 

when no one is watching?

 

What remains

 

when every title,

 

every fear,

 

and every mask

 

falls away?

 

Perhaps introspection

 

is not about

 

finding perfection,

 

but meeting ourselves

 

without judgment.

 

For the greatest journey

 

is not across oceans

 

or through galaxies,

 

but into the quiet depths

 

of our own consciousness,

 

where the mind ends,

 

the soul begins,

 

and truth

 

waits patiently

 

to be recognized.

 

 

Batey

 

Before other names

 

were spoken,

 

the earth already carried

 

the echo

 

of our footsteps.

 

In the batey,

 

it was never

 

just a ball in motion.

 

It was honor,

 

strength,

 

and the unity

 

of a people.

 

Every movement

 

was memory.

 

Every glance,

 

a promise.

 

Every victory,

 

a tribute

 

to those

 

who came before us.

 

The dust rose

 

like a song,

 

while the sun

 

watched in silence

 

the game

 

of a nation

 

still breathing freedom.

 

Today,

 

stones remain,

 

symbols endure,

 

and memories live on.

 

For as long as someone

 

speaks the Taíno name,

 

the batey

 

will continue to live

 

in the heart

 

of our history.

 

JOSÉ LUIS LÓPEZ