Eva Colombo, Our gold, sixth chapter: The equinoctial pearl ( Inspired by
Edward Burne – Jones painting Girl and Goldfish, 1861 )
The night of the autumnal equinox is like a shell endowed with perfectly fitting
together valves which shields its pearl from those ones who don’t want to see,
those ones who don’t want to know. But you want to see and to know: then listen
to me. In the twilight of the autumnal equinox you will set yourself on a way
which I will show you. Shortly you will reach a sundial and a pond with
goldfish, you will turn your back to the sundial and you will sit down by the
pond. The night will wrap up without hurting herself the sundial’s stylus still
warm of the September sun, the goldfish darting to and fro in the dark water of
the pond will be the sunset glow that the night will have taken for herself. All
at once the equinoctial night will shut her perfectly fitting together valves
and you will fall into the dark. With your black as night eyes you will stare
the dark until you will see a shining pearl, until you will realize that that
very pearl is shining in the black of your eyes as well. So you will shut your
eyes to be able to keep that pearl with you in the light of the sun. At daybreak
you will open your eyes again and you will turn towards the sundial and you will
know that the stylus of time may carve your face but it will never be able to
injure your look which shields the pearl. |
