Ni'cami

Today, I remembered your eyes

and the story they told

The first time I laid my gaze upon them,

without knowing if I was a fool or just bold.

I've seen the beginning of all,

in your golden goblets of fire

I saw all the wanders of Earth,

the wise and the fool; their hope full of dire.

The world as we know it,

took the shape of your thought,

A world with no wars, and the killing,

or knaves to be caught.

Your eyes took me further

than I ever expected to go,

I’ve seen the end of all things,

and how time stopped its flow.

Witnessing the ultimate silence

that came after us,

I felt just how little we are,

like little specks of stardust.

From a snap of your fingers,

all that was lost came to be;

Once again it was light, there was warmth;

my soul was my own and was free.

You, as a being, are a book to be read,

while the sun meets the night

Surrounded by mystery fog

Caught and seized by the wind in his flight;

But behold! There are dangers for the mortal who dares

to read from your skin the threads of your life,

Written with silk on those naked shoulders:

a bless for one’s sight, a bless and a knife…

Remember your name Ni’cami,

as it sums up the whole Universe

In one single word; in one being: you!

It’s your bless and your curse…