Diamond in the Sand

     (стихи моей дочери)


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 (inspired by Debussy’s Afternoon of a Faun)

The wind blows a strong current,
The grass and flowers bow their little heads on the bank of the sea.
The waves roll around in a mystical way,
and only the nymphs know how and why.
They seldom poke their heads above water,
but when they do, the water makes way for the graceful creatures,
to sit on the banks, and brush their long, long hair.
They invite the birds to sit on their shoulders,
and enjoy the sight of the tumbling sea.
The wind creates music in the distance,
as if someone is playing a flute far away.
The nymphs’ sapphire eyes glitter,
while bestowing their gentle glance on all around them.
With one watery touch on the flowers beside them,
they can make a simple daisy a flower of wonder.
The gems in their hair are little glassy beads of water.
The puddles they leave after themselves,
become the greenest patch of grass.
The sea rejoices in having them play in its waters,
to splash around and make it pure.
They look for days when no one is there,
when all is calm and still,
so that they may play on the bank of the waters,
and make the world a watery glass of light.


            Victoria (12)