My mother was the harbor,
my father a boat.
My mother was the boat,
my father a sail.
My mother was the sail,
my father a wind.
My mother was the wind,
my father a horizon.
The harbor, the boat, the sail, the wind, the journey and the horizon
where my mother
and my father and I
were travellers;
the one from the outside world
to her inside,
the other from inside her
out into the world.