A Departing Guest

A barren woman, looked upon with disdain
An enemy to her substantial man
Detested and deserted
He wishes her death.

A tree grown in a cave doesn’t bear fruit
She lived in the shade of life, a prisoner of misery
Asking for a child to find comfort and consolation
The tree of the cave blossomed to bear fruit at last.

Late at night she started her successive cry
A cry of life's partition from life
A cry of continuance in the firmament of nothingness
As sun came out, an infant opened his eyes.

He quivered and closed them for the last time
The doctor took the child and on his cheeks fell tears
Whispering: "He is a departing guest."
The child passed away while the father was celebrating…

Born at dawn and dead at sunrise
Born like a thought, he died like a sigh, and disappeared like a shadow
He didn’t live to console and comfort his mother
His life began at the end of the night and ended at the beginning of the day.

A pearl brought by the tide to the coast
Returned by the ebb into the depth of the sea
A dear guest illuminating the mother’s heart
Whose departure killed her soul.

Placed between her arms, she embraced him
"You have come to take me away my child
You have come to show me the way that leads to the coast
Here I am, my child; lead me and let us leave this dark cave.”

Sunrays penetrated the window curtains
Falling upon two calm bodies lying on a bed
Guarded by the profound dignity of silence
Shaded by the wings of death.

She was shrouded with her white wedding dress
The child's coffin his mother's arms
His grave her calm breast
Two corpses carried in one coffin…