In the beginning at the time when all the stars were just
fireflies in an open field and the sun lights
between the mountains , the moon
was a prancing nymph of the forest;
once there was a loner who looked up in the
sky and whispered a prayer;
‘Help me change, free
me from the chains that bind my hands, give me a night that isn’t covered by
darkness and a day that can warm my soul.’
And so his prayers were answered;
‘I will grant your wishes, you will live to take this
journey, you must swim through a river of deep sadness without drowning in its
grief and being carried by its current.’
So the loner dives
into the water and teaches himself to hold his breath steadily. He swam to the
shore of happiness and when he rose from the water, he rose on the wings of
love. He was with love and being loved for the first time, the loner is in
love.
Together they traveled every hill filled with happiness
with the promise of forever. But one day, love felt different. It got tired,
angry, deceiving and unforgiving. Again he felt the heaviness, the struggle of
the strange love and at that moment, a rush of wind and sheets of rain swept up
and flooded the ground below his feet and in the midst of that powerful surge,
order and chaos were but one and that is the truth.
And after the calm, he found that his heart was amid the debris
and the love was buried in the rubble. And the loner was alone again.
But after the passing of the darkest, saddest, lonely nights
and all the cold days, finally he had reason to smile. He cried out to the
heavens again, ready to dive into the water, to gamble and to gamble again
because without pain there is no love and wouldn’t we lose more if we decide
not to gamble?
By Rico (Juan Miguel Severo)
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