Baptisement of Motherhood
A slim girl Like very cool and fresh water Competes with a fairy According to beauty.. A tall birch-tree carries two lives An impregnated goddess is the gentleness of coolness and the vitality of life.. At the bottom of her belly She holds one hand.. She goes immediately into A children's playground of happiness And with her other hand She feeds a pigeon Around her children and birds are gathering... The running around and the little voices multiply The little beings have fallen upon her with might.. In this place of celebration Other mothers gather And she is a spinning-top in the middle.. She looks around Happiness floods Her eyes throw fireworks She feels a pebble that has fallen in the lake That spreads around waves of fulfillment... She leaves.. Everyone shouts like a choir.. She feels a movement in her stomach A divine, childlike melody is heard In her ears it becomes a lullaby... Children and birds in her mind she carries With mothers and children she identifies herself Her world resembles a huge Luna Park In the first taste of the baptizement of Motherhood.... Written by Lefteris Siomos Translated by Vasiliki Kalahani
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