Melina's Song To The Mountain for Melina Kana 
What song that solitary winds would lift my hair like a cloud of wordless memories over the harbour, that I would burn my lungs to ash if I should climb your secrets, and higher still, to ease your solitude? What words have I that decree your words? What words that speak your flesh the sky caresses, words that know the wisdom of boulders colliding, and words like no words at all that die beyond the sky when the mountain’s desire is my destiny? What words have I to sing your mountainside that erupted with gods many seasons ago? Yet, as each autumn dies like melody, the gods all stand still to listen to my song. Or is it only a valley they hear where I fell to sleep and dreamed my footsteps dancing away from you? (from the book 'Beside the Hemlock Garden') |
