DESIDERIUMshehasnoideawheresheisgoingshehardlyknowswhereshestands.
Inside the smooth cold walls of Nauj A woman howls “Albatross!?”And asks the feathered form when it arrives, ”Are you my good omen or curse?”Are you time sensitive?Will you expire or flee?Oh sweet Albatross - you have devoured me.
Intra … soul.Intra … heart.
Haunting echoes of familiarityKeep me searching in the nightSweet warm breezes torment me With caress and upwards flight
Intra … mind.Intra … rustic arrangement of my skirt.
Without certainty; albeit innate.I’ve acquired a magnetic and gravitational reliance.How can I feel what you feel?How can you reject my request with such defiance?
Intra … past.Intra … present.
And so the feathered form doesn’t speak.Like a dream that doesn’t make sense The messenger really slowly preens a feather from it’s chest And gives her a map of a land called ‘Naeshan’.And without any further signs of expression or indication or directionHe is gone. No promises. No mistakes.
And so she is left with a map of Naeshan and his gift of one feather.When she looks closer at the map she sees instructions…
1-Go to the land and find the Oak Gull Trees2-When you find them, show them the feather of the Albatross.3-They will tell you what to do. They will guide you, it is their nature.
