Ashes and Snow[SUBS por Gonzzza]If you come to me at this momentYour minutes will become hoursYour hours will become daysAnd your days will become a lifetimeTo the Princess of the ElephantsI dissapeared exactly one year agoOn that day, I received a letterIt called me back to the placewhere my life with the Elephants beganPlease forgive me for the silence between ushas been unbroken for one yearThis letter breaks that silenceIt marks the first of mythree hundred and sixty five letters to youOne for each day of silenceI will never be more myself,than in these lettersThey are my maps of the bird pathAnd they are all that I knowTo be trueYou will remember everythingAll will be as beforeIn the begining of time,the skies were filled with flying elephantsEvery night they lay downin the same place in the skyAnd dreamt with one eye openWhen you gaze up at the stars at nightYou are looking into the unblinking eyesof elephants, who sleep with one eye openTo best keep watch over usEver since my house burnt downI see the moon more clearlyI gazed upon all the Edens that have fallen in meI saw Edens that I had held in my hands,but let goI saw promises I did not keepPains I did not soothWounds I did not healTears I did not shedI saw deaths I did not mournPrayers I did not answerDoors I did not openDoors I did not closeLovers I left behindAnd dreams I did not liveI saw all that was offered to me,that I could not acceptI saw the letters I wished for,but never receivedI saw all that could have been,but never will beAn elephant with his trunk raisedis a letter to the starsA breaching whale is a letterfrom the bottom of the seaThese images are a letter to my dreamsThese letters are my letters to youMy heart is like an old house,who's windows have not been opened for yearsBut now I hear the windows openingI remember the cranes floating abovethe melting snows of the HimalayasSleeping on tails of manateesThe songs of the bearded sealsThe bark of the zeebraThe clicks of the sandThe ears of the caracalsThe sway of the elephantsThe breaching of whalesAnd the silhouette of the elandI remember the curl of the meerkat's toesFloating on the GangesSailing on the NileAscending the steps of I remember wandering through the corridorsof Hatshepsut and the faces of many womenEndless seas and thousands of miles of rivers...I remember father to children......And the taste...I remember......and the pealing of the peach...I remember everythingBut I do not remember ever having leftremember your dreamsremember your dreamsremember your dreamsrememberThe longer I watch the Savanna elephants,the more I listen, the more that i open,they remind me of who I amMay the guardian elephants hear my wishto collaborate with all the musicians of nature's orchestraI want to see through the eyes of the elephantI want to join the dance that has no stepsI want to become the danceI can't tell if you are getting closer or farther awayI long for the serenity I foundwhen I looked upon your facePerhaps if your face could be returned to me now,I would find it easier to recoverthe face I seemed to have lostMy ownFeather to firefire to bloodblood to bonebone to marrowmarrow to ashesashes to snowfeather to firefire to bloodblood to bonebone to marrowmarrow to ashesashes to snowfeather to firefire to bloodblood to bonebone to marrowmarrow to ashesashes to snowfeather to firefire to bloodblood to bonebone to marrowmarrow to ashesashes to snowfeather to firefire to bloodblood to bonebone to marrowmarrow to ashesashes to snowfeather to firefire to bloodblood to bonebone to marrowmarrow to ashesashes to snowThe whales do not sing because they have an answer.They sing because they have a song.What matters, is notwhat is written on the page,what matters, iswhat is written in the heart.So burn the lettersAnd lay their ashes on the snowAt the river's edgeWhen spring comes and the snow meltsAnd the river rizesReturn to the banks of the riverAnd reread my letters with your eyes closedLet the words and the imageswash over your body like wavesReread the letters,with your hand cupped over your earListen to the songs of EdenPage, after page, after pageFly the bird pathFlyFlyFly

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