1.0Musuq Illahttps://musuqilla.info/en/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="0QeYyxzOtS"><a href="https://musuqilla.info/en/harawikuna-qulqakuna/leave-it-now-mamaku/">Leave It Now Mamaku</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://musuqilla.info/en/harawikuna-qulqakuna/leave-it-now-mamaku/embed/#?secret=0QeYyxzOtS" width="600" height="338" title="“Leave It Now Mamaku” — Musuq Illa" data-secret="0QeYyxzOtS" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script> /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://musuqilla.info/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js </script> https://musuqilla.info/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/lema-otavalo_saki-mamaku-poema-26_09d.jpg8551280So you’re washing once again mamaku, dear mother? it’s raining now, don’t wash now there’s water enough and dirty clothing enough for your sorrows, and some days without rain. Stop washing more clothes mamaku stop scouring against that rock, it doesn’t hold your sadness stop hurting your hands mamaku these clothes are just¬ dirty tatters, not my punishment. Leave it now mamaku, I beg you let your tears transform into foamy water and this wretchedness in the air pursues me relentlessly Stop twisting those clothes, no more wringing, it does no good. these waters cannot free you from your pain. Leave it now, leave that timeworn rock it cannot speak, leave its pores to guard you laments speak no more to it. Leave it now mamaku, for the rain carries on.