The Three Truths_Poema de Lia Karavia

Fotografía: Lia Karavia





The Three Truths

All you see is a piece of wood

quite rough

not even with a chiseled hollow

but the child sails in it the five seas

by his side comradely dolphins

from the dark depths luminous mermaids

just like fireflies

send up to him their laughter

and he beckons to them waving his little hand.

On the mast, not visible to you,

brotherly seabirds perchth

us the child has no fear of the waves

he leaves the shore far behind him

while you just see him standing on the beach --

perhaps even in his garden

far from the sea.

The child ignores your truth

and feels no need to prove his own.

He has already reached an island with coconut trees

dark-skinned children have come out to welcome him

they sing all together

while you just hear a murmur

out of tune perhaps, blurred syllables

which, however, praise the creation and the Creator.

The child lifts his eyes up high

and sees the angels

he signals heavenwards

a feather whirling in the air falls at his feet

and the child knows that someone can see

the ship, the birds

the oceans, the coconut trees

someone, be it just one,

perceives his truth

and the child, crowned by the gods,

bursts into crystal laughter.

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