Author Archives: Rigoberto Rogier

What has his death taught you?What has it taught me? Impermanence—not as philosophy,but as bone and breath,as the way a namesuddenly becomes memory. The wheel turns.Karma is not punishment,only momentum—a mind disturbed,forever arguingwith the love it was born from. Compassionis … Continue reading →

My lotus blossom Do I love youMore than I love myself? On too many daysI triedto make you other. I placed my handswhere only lightshould enter. My expectationspressed againstyour petals—petals not waitingfor my touch. I called it love. I thoughtI … Continue reading →

You gave this madness a name,called it demon,called it enemy.You learned its patterns,watched how it fastens itselfto your longing and fear.You trained yourself to recognize it,to meet it head-on.We tell ourselves this is courage.We take pride in the battle.But beneath … Continue reading →

The mysticsarrive from a distant land—a place just past the fieldswe know.From that mountain meadowthey can see clearlythis land of oppositesthat I call home.Their hearts are vast open prairie.soil they turnwithout fear,and take partin their own becoming.But we—we who livein … Continue reading →

She came suddenlyUnannounced.The darkness has arrivedTree leaves have relented,leaving the spindly fingersOf brittle branchesReaching up in gratitude.The ivory snowscape covers the land now.The gripping cold sending us to our home.The darkness comes earlyand leaves lateasking us to listento what we’ve … Continue reading →

In order toenrich our earnings,We mustoccupy our cathedrals ofWorshipnurturing the slow malignancywe mistake for purpose.Records must be brokenAgain and again.Those who decideCan calculate the price of breadDown to the crumb.but they do not tasteits warmth,its fragrance,Its sweetness.They are ignorant to … Continue reading →

I beginagainand again—a human rhythmof falteringand returning,losingand remembering.And the very factthat I knowI am beginningis the distancebetween myselfand the sparrow.Who riseswithout hesitation,moveswithout reflection,returnswithout naming it.She does notmeasureher starts.She does notname the placeshe lands.She knowsno other waybut the oneshe is already … Continue reading →

It’s not the darkness that I fear.We have made upAnd she is welcome in my house anytime!She was the one I never understoodthe shadow-twin of my goodness,my light.They exist only together,inseparable as breath and body.What makes me tremble at night … Continue reading →

What I MeantWhen I saidwe were okay,I meantthe stormwouldn’tbreak us.I did not meanyou could step awayfrom the firewe bothtend.And when I saidI’d support you—your longing,your becoming,your tender acheto navigateOld deep wounds,your daughters,your mother’s shadow,the whole lineageof womenyou’re stilluntangling—I meantI see … Continue reading →