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{January 1, 2013}  


An obsidian stone thrust upward from a silver sea and
Cast a shadow on a gold splashed sky.

Radiation often burns unnoticed but the slightest rustling of the force always snares my attention.
Magnetism forewarns me of the gaze that will capture my spirit.

And I run.
At first I always run as fast as gazelles ran when Ibiza opened her granite gates.
The shadow disappears.
My regrets call you back.

Have you come to recall me, Ibiza, one more time?
Did you remember you left promises on sugary shores?
Tell Es Vedra we spun miel in green forests.
Our fingers were splintered from felling trees.
Our hands were roughened and torn from splitting boulders.
We planted our own vines.
We followed gold western sunsets and found more turquoise waters.
Tell Es Vedra maybe the ships were lost in all the violent storms and our voice was muted by thundering angry clouds.

Time softens dolor.
Are you her ombudsman or a missionary of the heart?

You climbed the cliffs of Es Vedra, didn’t you, and stood on the mark?
Do you have the other half of the stone?
Her tides pounding against the cliff walls echo across the ocean in a melody I can hear
But I do not know the words to answer her back.
The broken cliff’s dust never leaves our feet but forever stays with us.
Her power penetrates our soul even beyond the eleventh generation.

You’ve gone too far she says.
And her magic pulls you back.
Slowly back…
While the magma boils just below the waters of Ibiza.

The vents freed spirits that raced across the miles.
We thought it just another fog.
Warm muggy mists in the night deceived us.
The blue vapors of Ibiza doused our skin renewing her bonds.

Then Es Vedra cast her net.

MichelleK. All rights reserved. (November 2012)


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