MestreGil
"If I had never known you, I would never understand kindness, nor would I comprehend strength."
Between the isolation of a golden room and the rawness of an unending winter, Ancestral Tears is a poetic exploration of the persistence of memory in the face of the body's finitude. Within these verses, the lyrical self navigates the paradox of a pain that is simultaneously a burden and a gift-the inevitable price for having known the light of Solaris.
A work about corroding time, transmuting love, and the eternal wait of one who chose to become rock so as not to forget all that was lived.