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Joana.
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I had dived into the depths of that lake before
Thus warning myself of its cold nature
And hesitantly I leaned my head above its still waters
And gazed at the image that I cannot see
I stared at her for seconds that spread throughout time
And the eyes blurred by the liquid turbulence
Were pulling me in again
I did not struggle away
And defied the sheer magnanimity of such strength
And stared deeper, more profoundly than I had ever stared before
For a split second I thought I had seen her move
Unsynchronised with my own movement
And I shivered with terror
She seemed to form a slight smile with her rosy lips
And I would tortuously strive to focus my eyes
Make them clearer and attentive
Yet her face had now become an image appearing within a mist
And the thoughts in me were weighing down
To a cold water that I had so desperately avoided
The shock and tantalising subconsciousness overtake me
And grow inside me, taking over my senses
And for infinite hours I meander through vast silences
Dark ceaselessly empty spaces
Stretching my arms again to the weightlessness of them
The galaxy that wasn't there before
Its warm colours testify the coldness
And I grin insanely at its beauty
Am I mad...
And I hear a sound
Not possible, nor logical
The silence is the only sound here
And it's her, laughing at me
Mocking me coldly
And it's so cold...
I feel the lungs and mouth bursting for air
My iced eyes flooded and bleary
And my body ascending sluggishly
Until it reaches the surface
I glance up, as it lies down dead and cold
While the time-keeper holds the lungs in his hands
And stares at me blankly
As if looking at a corpse
Pumping the lungs violently
Smashing them with his hands
I beg him not to, but he cannot hear
So I fly across the mountains
Breathless and cold
And fight to catch the glimpse
And as it grows nearer
I smile
Relieved to see those pale hands at last
And nestle in them foetus-like and shaking
Patiently awaiting the hope that will one day come.
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