| From the book The Wild Rose | Legends and Fantasies
(1976 - 1978) |  |
| Second Legend | Among the paths, entrusted to the heart,
there is a path that has been cleared in days gone by:
for the refugees, those burnt out of their homes,
and all who walk like them –
holding back their souls in their breast,
girding their clothes tight, step
striking after step, so as not to listen
to the whip of hope, the whistling in the ears.
Who knew that God is a favourable wind?
He is the hostile family of winds:
thus you must straighten yourself up in response
and only shiver while resisting,
and fall on the ground because of love,
and put a curse on your strong body,
a casket, locked on the earth,
and they held out their hands thus,
as though they were offering God
wine in a sealed bottle:
“Open it up at last, try it,
See if it tastes and looks
Like the distance, infused with evil,
Making us recognize You”!
Richard McKane | |
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