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Grazing in diagonals

The goats were planted in diagonals. The sheep, in tiers. Bells were softly ringing in the wind. Darkness gasped between the trees. Fog was kneeling on its knees. Silence veiled the mountain.

Lost I was in a strange land. Strange, meaning, not my own. Not anybody's. Without knowledge or thought. I was an infant or I was old. I had no hands, no feet, no heart. I was asleep, or awake. I was a cloud and a leaf. Wet and glittering. Hard or soft. Sometimes a stone without a body. Sometimes a soul without a cause. Lost I was, in a strange land.

The goats were planted in diagonals. The sheep bleated in tiers. Words and sentences. aphorisms of truth. Night fell on the mountain. Fog was blowing between the trees, blowing till all had disappeared. Mother covered me with a blanket soft without an end. Woven stars quivered on my nightgown.

Lost I was in a strange family. Strange, meaning, not my own. Somebody else's. Without feeling or wish. I was a little girl. I had hands, feet, tummy and ears. But I could not sleep. A cloud passed by my window, Showering rain over an unknown willow. I was a stone without a soul. A body without a reason. Lost I was, in a strange family.

I went chasing the memory. Chasing a cloud drifting in the wind. And the wind was fast. To the tree top I climbed. Looking far, I searched for a red hat. Daddy wore red, mommy a green scarf. And little Chi was holding my hand tight as she and I went up on the merry-go-round. At noon I fell asleep on the grass, my stomach filled with candy. When I awoke, the swings were empty. The paths steep, the pools deep. And I had not yet learned to swim.

Lost I was inside a park. A park huge, vast. Smoke wafted between the bushes: tents and campfires, campfires and tents. In the black pool a lone duck set sail. Must have felt so frail. The water was cold, my voice went unheard. Only wrinkled moons trembled and spread.
Then appeared daddy, wearing green. Mommy wore a red gown. Chi was tall, he took me in his arms. All the way home I swayed, hair abandoned in the wind. In my dream I landed on a white cloud, and stardust spread between my milk teeth and blue lips.

Lost I was in a strange house. Strange, meaning, not my own. Somebody else's. Mirrors and doors, stairways and floors. Drawers with locks, decoration of rocks. For lunch the daddy made me eggs scrambled instead of boiled. In the evening the mommy left me in the shower, cold. Tall Chi carried me at night to the white cloud.
I awoke in the dark. Silence stabbed my heart. By the window I wept for mommy. And mommy from afar wept for me. Barefoot I tiptoed to the garden. With the crescent to my back I escaped. To the mountain where goats are planted in diagonals. To the slope where the sheep speak comforts. To the place where I will find mommy. And daddy with a red hat. And little Chi will hold on to my skirt and laugh.

Lost I was in a strange land. Strange, meaning, not my own. Not anybody's. Without knowledge, without memory. Without age, without body. Not awake, nor asleep. I was a cloud and a leaf. Wet or stiff. Shining and sleek. Sometimes a stone without a body. Sometimes a soul without a cause. Lost I was, in a strange land.

Lost I was, till She came and took me within. And I knew. I knew that an error had been made at the pool. And I knew I have a name, and I have a reason. And I have hands and feet, a heart and a soul. I have a daddy that wears red and a mother in green. And a little sister too. Her name was Chi.
Lost I was once, but not anymore. I found peace, when She spread her wings over me, and sent me home, in diagonals to graze.