To read a language
Learning to read a language –
whatever language –
is to drag to the surface
the taste of words
anchored to the paper –
still water.
Under the surface,
the shadow –
a shipwreck –,
where the essence of words
floats
in the immobility of nothing,
without owner,
surrendering forever
to the abandoned deep.
Only knowledge can dredge up the taste;
when the light of deciphered threads
travels the tunnels of the eyes,
formerly in darkness,
illuminating the silence
of a soul shipwrecked in flesh.