~ The Reversible (Part 4.)A Poem by~ Poetic story about some of my far away past, mixed up with mytology, and fantasy (Part 4.)~ The Reversible (Part 4.) The days passed, and Julien lived in his dark cave It was barely visible, whether it was day or night, But on the water you could feel somewhat always The storm ashore, brought now and then deeper Waves to the bottom, and the flow now and then Was very strong, but he accepted his fate of the sea The beautiful Nienna, in her shipwreck was weaker For the purposes of her next rebirth, Her belly was getting rounder and bigger, As if her pregnancy now slowly took effort She came now and then to keep Julien company And swam over to him in his cave. Large swarm of sand sharks swam occasionally Beyond, and hordes of plaice, as he felt their fins Like small feathers along his body were sliding And realized is that the sea was everyone’s property Beautiful simplicity and eternal peace where he Felt charmed, and somehow had surrendered himself to. The weeks passed and passed, while Julien slept Then he suddenly awakened by a loud scream It were Nienna and her maidens, from across A large shark was lost in the North Sea His coordination and route so confused, and near the wreck Three of the maidens were injured, one was dead... Nienna lay unconscious on the floor of the Abandoned ship, and seemed not to breathe. Her gills were weaker, and they developed Lung capacity, Julien did not doubt, grabbed her onto His shoulder, and swam with her to the surface Of the sea, and further to shore, where he found the rocks, He took her to a safe place, and watched her day by day To see changes to her lifeless body, and her growing belly Until one morning he had collected some algae underwater And her eyes did open, and she looked around to him with a dazed look "Nienna, Nienna; are you there? Can you hear me beautiful princess”? He smiled sincerely and was very glad she did survived He felt that he could not long remain above the water, And every now and then came he back to his beloved anyway, A wink of luck to bring, and listen to her lyre plays Nienna was like no other musical notes she played And as she used to play in the cabin already she again Enchanted Julien, with her magical powers... One day Nienna played so beautiful that her Julien Could hear her leagues under the seabed, it was divine This time it were different melodies, it sounded instinctive He knew she would give birth to her nearly unborn Yet this was no melody of revelry, but clean like a river Previously emergency, and pure love that lurked… ~ To be continued ~ Elisa Laura © 2013Author's Note
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Added on August 27, 2012Last Updated on March 29, 2013 Tags: History, Mytology, Fantasy, Poetic Story, E.L. Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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