LEFTER SHOMO
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 godessis the gentleness 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 jave fallen upon her with might..
In this place of celebration other mothers gather..
And she is spinning-top in the middle..
She looks around happiness floods,
Her eyes throw fireworks
She feels a pebble that has fallen in the like
That spreads around waves of fulfilment.
She leaves
Everyone shouts like 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 baptisement of Motherhood.
Lefter ShomoK/16m.p.eng
Translated by: Vasiliki Kalahani.
