Domenico, what a powerful write

During certain moments
I know
I have a mission to accomplish
Other times:
the impossible indifference
^^
This opening stanza is very powerful. As a human we sometimes know who we are and then other times we question who we truly are, if we are doing he right things etc etc.

Now I approach the mirror
and I look at the reflection of my face
and I see again the rock
piled with the saltiness
once I used to know
at that solitary corner of Aspra
^^
The ever mirror image. The use of being a rock here mirrors being tough yet the saltiness mirrors an ever bitterness that you feel maybe because of guilt or the hardships you have had. Aspra is that meant to be aspera as in to the stars through difficult times of have I got that wrong?

Now I feign myself as a Jesus
to be hung on the cross
Then this extreme thought
transforms into a grimace
^^
A very dark, vivid image here.

Once in a while a woman
casually finds it
and as austere censurer
she shuns it with a blunt gesture
^^
This is my favourite stanza. Women can do that quite well lol

I look at myself
but I no longer know who I am
^^
A very blunt but needed end to a fabulous piece.

Em
Ps I like how you have done the Spanish version too :)