ORANGE SANDALWOOD

ORANGE SANDALWOOD

2/15/2011

TURTLE, THE INFINITE VOYAGER AND NAILEA, THE MEXICAN MERMAID (BESTIAIRE X)


A Warrior of Time
on earth your sluggish steps
an eternally enforced speed-limit
a still liturgy of distance


(nature´s vengeance
for your endless life)


An anguished dream
made of blackened sand
a nightmare like a curse
returning every night to your chelonian brain:
a close escape at dawn, a lucky break
a leap of life into your motherly waters


(that seagull cursed you
with a thousand harsh squawks
just to avoid the shame of being
"slower than a turtle")


Messenger of Osiris
Stela in Yucatán
When nothing is anymore
your empty shell will remind us of
The Mother of War
The Great Witness
The Explorer, The Dreamer, The Geographer
The One who saw it all

(hence your tired-looking eyes)


Now, on your final voyage
caressed by warm currents
your carapace returns to that beach
where the most delicate hands
will give it its final dignity


(Nailea cries as she recognizes her friend
for she rightly believed in your timelessness...
...then, still in tears
she works your  hollow shield
into the most exquisite comb
so that you can for ever caress her honey hair)





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