Adriana Teresa Letorney

To Motherships. To all who love wholeheartedly. To all who protect with full force your loved ones, and the lives of others. To all who believe in standing upright facing the world, eye to eye, heart to heart with strength, courage and kindness. To all the Motherships on this Earth and our ancestors who are navigating life's oceanic journey in body, spirit, and soul. To love...to life..to health and beyond. Let the force exude our true light within...and embrace the world with love and solace.  

I am much too alone in this world, yet not alone enough to truly consecrate the hour.

I am much too small in this world, yet not small enough to be to you just object and thing, dark and smart.

I want my free will and want it accompanying the path which leads to action;
and want during times that beg questions,
where something is up,
to be among those in the know,
or else be alone.

I want to mirror your image to its fullest perfection,
never be blind or too old
to uphold your weighty wavering reflection.
I want to unfold.

Nowhere I wish to stay crooked, bent;
for there I would be dishonest, untrue.
I want my conscience to be
true before you;
want to describe myself like a picture I observed
for a long time, one close up,
like a new word I learned and embraced,
like the everyday jug,
like my mother's face,
like a ship that carried me along
through the deadliest storm.

English translation, translator's introduction, and translator's notes copyright © 2001 by Annemarie S. Kidder. Published in 2001. All rights reserved.