Children from the Light

There was a plane crossing-by,

unusual for such a place;

so we all looked up

seconds held our breath

and then let the plane go, go higher.

                             

There was a light

a light that leaves

a light that abandons, shining no more;

like desire.

And there was a drive

to climb further this mountain

further this life;

spread like flames of a fire

invisible and harmless.  

Touched memory for this instant of existence

there has been the past and there has been the future

already in place

streaming life as holy water.

Someone was already sounding whisper

“I want to reach the Moon”,

and he was serious;

someone was always rooted to earth,

but to know him you had to catch a tree’s remotest branch.

Or dance around it,

our circle being a being in itself

hands waving and chests breathing

faster, together, bound for its repetition.

Fire at night and dark

to keep the silence with us

rising from dust to sky

to the stars named a million times;

silence to hide thoughts and hide names.

Hazy eyes around a fire sleeping;

and someone was singing from above

lonely wolf of the Moon

singing for tomorrow.

I’ve been here before

I’ve been lured by this song

when I was nothing but light

no one but darkness;

another.   

Lonely wolf

light and darkness

I’ve been catching his breath for so long

he dropped me to earth, to breathing for survival.

October 2015,

Samothraki.

 *Moon: the highest peak of the mountain Saos of Samothraki.

**Photo: (from left to right) Kostas, Lydia & Dimitra; August 14, 2012, Samothraki.