I opened my eyes and saw
an unfamiliar place. The noon
sun was bright but less hot,
peeping through the gaps between
leaves of trees bearing fruits
abundantly. The waves and sands
laughed at my nakedness as they
soaked my body with cool relief
from the pain of forgetting the past.
I filled my lungs with the freshest air
and did my first act of moving and
walking. Hermet crabs hid inside their
borrowed monovalves. Didn’t they want
to see me? Or were they ashamed?
Or was that how
they showed respect?
I heard the cheerful birds singing
on the trees. I did not know
if they were rejoicing for my
coming or just for themselves.
Continuing my pace towards uncertainty,
a river crossed my path. There I
quenched my thirst with clear
and sweet water. I found my self
sitting on a mossy rock beside the river,
surprised by the reflection on the water:
a woman sitting beside me.
I learned the words with her.
I learned to count the suns
and moons that passed by
and children that I made
with her. We found the things
which were safe and good for us
and for our children
and for our children’s children.
Not knowing that it was
and the best.
To God I must be thankful.