Fr - Ascension Collaboration

Ascension

Sous une brume matinale
je vagabonde les rivages
des souvenirs
à la recherche du passé
dans les lits de rivières desséchées
vestiges de jours écoulés.

La vie nous dirige
vers plusieurs sentiers périlleux
les idées enflammées de souffrance
en attente d’une deuxième renaissance.

Affranchi des chaines
en chair et esprit
convoitant la proximité
de l’être cher qui habite
le palais au-delà des cieux.

Hissé envers la luminosité
ultraviolette libéré de soi.
                            -traduction


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Original poem written by Essama Chiba:

Lifted Up

In the morning mist
I stroll on shorelines
Of memories
Searching for the past
In dry river beds
Of yesterdays.

Life takes us down
Many paths near the edge
Mind afire in burning pain
Waiting for a second birth.

Emancipated from both
Flesh and spirit
Longing for closeness
Of a devotee that resides
In the mansion of the sky.

Lifted up in the luminosity
Of violet light freed from self.
                            -Essama Chiba



AP: 2nd place 2021 (for my translation)

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