Nativity – View Info – 2024-03-05 19:59:23

/Поглед.инфо/
I dawned on the shore of silence.
Behind me – rocks from dark ages
they drew the canvases thoughtfully
on a ship that once had a sea.

I don’t know why I came to this shore.

I could feel autumn melting me.

My hands touched the infinity…

and I had no more breasts, thighs.

I was not a woman. I was a dream, a magic, a flower.

I sank into white-haired silence.

I didn’t remember my name, but the men

they called me different names.

Cracked the face of the rock,

a maddened light erupted.

The only man I’ve been waiting for

bloodied and barefoot, he stopped at me.

My hair sizzled hot

and I saw myself as if in magic:

White candles burned on the sand.

My soul was called Maria.