Chaos

The stars are sparks from wild eruptions.

After long harmony, foolish corruption:

elders who tried to quell the laughing children.

To stop their dancing energy,

they turned them into rocks. But the rocks exploded

(earthquakes, volcanoes current after-shocks!)

Now the stars are children, crying where they are

scattered afar, further than we can see,

longing to fall to earth again,

to play together wild and free,

as they did then, in the lost year when.

(from Mapuche myth)

© Tamara Rasmussen 2018