fragmrnts (footsteps in the sand)

…Inspired by Jose Saramago, who is familiar to you, perhaps for the movie “Blindness”, I used to read all he wrote, until four years ago, and one of my beautiful friends, writing now series of books on economics for an average person to understand, she was concerned about her writing style… Saramago came to mind, so I decided to give her a present, one of his novels, I picked a newer one “Death With Interruption”, and, of course, as you guessed, I had to read it, well it was a treat…


…it makes no sense whatsoever,
when Birds fly belly up
and Fishes stroll at the shores of the Ocean,
striking a nice conversation here and there
with the lonely Coyote,
whose broken heart is covered by a coy smile,
he asks on the occasion,
how is the Life, there, at the bottom of the Ocean,
and pretends that the answer is of an importance,
when it is not,
the Importance is hidden in the Hole,
under the old tree’s stump,
where he lives and hides his Secrets,
just to lose them forever,
then one day,
when the Sun would hide behind the heavy clouds,
and stay there,
or maybe, just led You to believe,
but never Down in the first place,
just pretends to be,
when I can break the spell of a Nightmare
by breaking the lines,
although, You cannot break free,
your mind is immersed in the hypnotic Darkness,
in the current that drags you into the depth of the Ocean,
and to its floor,
where You will see for yourself,
how Life’s there,
so you can converse with a Coyote,
when you will meet him at the shore,
perhaps, in the lands,
where sunlight does not exist,
perhaps in his narrow Cave,
hoarded with his Secrets,
that you will discover by an accident,
and stay there,
in a light of a full Moon,
dispersing his Secrets into the World
one by one,
and it will make sense to You,
and it will make sense to Me,
and it will make sense to Coyote.