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II
HEALTH

Psalm 34:3.

Your journey from this short life
into eternity was not sickness, but health;
your wounds were not the cracks or chinks
of a ruin; nor were your limbs broken
pieces which survived the ravages of your
terrible suffering; there was no pus
in your wounds, there were no cracks
in your formation, nor was your flesh
food for maggots; the vital source
of your human thoughts did not
become a skull, since your death was
health, wellness and youthful vigor;
it was robustness all the way to the
marrow of your bones. Your mother,           John 19:33.
our humble earth, is not a creature
that looses its original state of health,
young shepherd Abel, but your brothers
have severed the thread of your life;
your death was not natural, but human.

You died without touching the ground,
Knight of eternal forgiveness, staunch rider
on the back of your cross; and in your final
battle you did not end your suffering
in the lap of your mother. You returned
to earth as healthy as you were born from it:
safe and sound, with no stain or blemish;
your death made it a virgin and a mother.

And you keep on dying; your death
is an endless sacrifice that becomes
our eternal life; for You we keep on dying,
always coming back to life. The health
of your death is a cure for the sickness
of our life. Together, You and your Mother
have put together the scattered limbs
of the unborn Adam; together you formed
the new Humanity which, burning
with love, like a Phoenix in the nest
of flames from your bosom, is reborn
and it rises up until it touches God!

autógrafo
Miguel de Unamuno
Translation by Armand F. Baker


«The Christ of Velazquez» (1920)
Fourth part


español Original version

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