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DK, GL, ISL, SE

The Child

Sisters Academy The Child

lines drawn in the sand by the hand of the hild

 

so carefully it arranges the world before itself

 

its fingers dipped in the pastel sugars of the sand, tiny gemstones,

 

mountains long vanished and eroded into tiny specks

 

so it creates,

 

shaping civilizations from sand

 

man and woman from clay

 

feathers and sticks, found objects from the beach

 

and into them it dreams

 

lives lived born and suffered

 

families, destinies, fragility and strength

 

 

so the Child-god creates

 

and dreams wondrous worlds, attachment, pain and struggles

 

into its little world, and then

 

by the turn of a tide,

 

or a familiar voice calling

 

it gets up

 

and in its clumsiness stumbles

 

and shatters the very world it had just created

 

 

and so

 

lines drawn

 

in the sand

 

were drawn

 

to remain

 

lines drawn

 

in the sand

 

will never

 

remain

 

 

and so our lives pass

 

the very theater that had just opened, like a flower

 

closes in on itself once more in a strange, mute gesture of un-death, of un-life

 

of things passing without a trace

 

into an unknown

 

ruins and fragments that reminisce nature disappearing into ruins and

nature without form

 

and so in silence coloured by longing, from an unseen source

 

the next chapter opens

 

and playfigures emerge

 

glimpses of light in the night of your chambers

 

you find yourself drawn once more, into a world

 

and you find yourself moving softly

 

like on a wave

 

towards a calling so convincing, from a direction never seen before,

 

and the sad longing for the world which has just passed, that you

clutched in the corner of your world

 

left there

 

on the floor as you turn

 

already forgotten as it slips from your hands

 

 

what happened then? was it a crime to rise from the past

 

and turn to form the formless yet again?

 

no, it is a life lived

 

in the beautiful forgetfulness which the goodness of this earth so

beckoningly offers us

 

it is the dream of life

 

a dream called life

 

 

Performed by Alba Liv

Sisters Academy Staff by Sisters Hope

photo: I diana lindhardt

Photographs are free to use with the credits as formulated above displayed visibly.