One step away from the coast by Ercole Bonjean

One step away from the coast

Far-away lights appear in the deep darkness of the sky and the sea; here we are, we are almost there. Time gives rhythm to the boat: slowly it looks for the north. All of a sudden a big fire brightens our faces, but this warmth brings no livelihood: it is only another demon, taking all hope away. In the dark waters, when everything seems to have reached its end, a big strong hand pulls me back to the surface. I don’t manage to meet his gaze and I dream, I dream of landing on a peaceful island where my wounds can scar, and start again. The sun’s warmth wakes me up and gives me strength. I walk on the whitest of beaches, stroked by a quiet sea, intensely blue. But soon it becomes grey, like the cold clouds that are now invading the sea. I wish for a blanket where I can find shelter, and I see an infinite number of them next to the coast, but now, those blankets, can’t warm me up anymore.

Ercole Bonjean

Translation by Chiara Amoretti

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