if i were to draw you
a symbol of consistency and
patience
i will have the turtle
with moss on its house and
on its feet
some mud
i draw you too the silence
embedded in its eyes
i will show you how slowness sometimes
can be considered
wisdom
how sometimes it surrenders to nature
how it hides in its house
when cruelty begins to rule
and how at the end the impossible happens
it survives and wins and then goes back to the river
and swims away
and then it becomes a myth
a story and then you make it more intriguing
and that is where the rabbit enters into the scene
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem