In the depths of the sea,
surrounding the nearby islands where the sun rises, there is a profoundness. And there, where the pearl exists in abundance, lay a corpse of a youth encircled by sea maidens of long golden hair; they stared upon him with their deep blue eyes, conversing among themselves with musical voices. And the conversation, heard by the depths and conveyed to the shore by the waves, was bought to me by the frolicsome breeze.
One of them said, "This is a human who entered into our world yesterday, while the sea was raging."
And the second one said, "The sea was not raging. Man, who claims that he is a descendant of the Gods, was making iron war, and his blood is being shed until the colour of the water is now crimson; this human is a victim of war."
The third one ventured, "I do not know what war is, but I do know that man, after having subdued the land, became aggressive and resolved to subdue the sea. He devised a strange object which carried him upon the seas, whereupon our severe Neptune became enraged over his greed. In order to please Neptune, man commenced offering gifts and sacrifices, and the still body before us is the most recent gift of man to our great and terrible Neptune."
The fourth one asserted, "How great is Neptune, and how cruel is his heart! If I were the Sultan of the sea I would refuse to accept such payment. . . . Come now, and let us examine this ransom. Perhaps we may enlighten ourselves as to the human clan."
The mermaids approached the youth, probed the pockets, and found a message close to his heart; one of them read it aloud to the others: "My Beloved:
"Midnight has again come, and I have no consolation except my pouring tears, and naught to comfort me save my hope in your return to me from between the bloddy paws of war. I cannont forget your words when you took departure: 'Every man has a trust of tears which must be returned some day.'
"I know not what to say, My Beloved, but my soul will pour itself into parchment . . . my soul that suffers through separation, but is consoled by Love that renders pain a joy, and sorrow a happiness. When Love unified our hearts, and we looked to the day when our two hearts would be joined by the mighty breath of God, War shouted her horrible call and you followed her, prompted by your duty to the leaders.
"What is this duty that separates the lovers, and causes women to become widows, and the children to become orphans? What is this patriotism which provokes wars and destroys kingdoms through trifles? And what causes can be more than trifling when compared to but one life? What is this duty which invites poor villagers, who are looked upon as nothing by the strong and by the sons of the inhertied nobility, to die for the glory of their oppressors? If duty destroys peace among nations, and patriotism disturbs the tranquility of man's life, then let us say, "Peace be with duty and patriotism."
"No, no, My Beloved! Heed not my words! Be courageous and faithful to your country. . . . Hearken not unto the talk of a damsel, blinded by Love, and lost through farewell and aloneness. . . . If Love will not restore you to me in this life, then Love will surely join us in the coming life. Your Forever"
The mermaids replaced the note under the youth's raiment and swam silently and sorrowfully away. As they gathered together at a distance from the body of the dead soldier, one of them said, "The human heart is more severe than the cruel heart of Neptune."
Gibran, Kahlil. Secrets of the Heart Carol Publishing Group, Secaucus: 1947.
Mermaid Defined: A mythical sea-dwelling creature of European folklore,resembling a woman,but having a fishtale instead of legs.Mermaids are supposed to lure...men to destruction by enticing them into the depths of the sea; and as a correlative; they are sometimes represented as securing their own destruction by quitting the sea,through marriage with a human husband. By this meansthey magically obtain temporarily a complete human form and soul,but always end in bringing disaster to one or both of the sacrilegious pair. Encyclopedia Americana
I have always wanted to be a mermaid. It's true, when I was little whenever I went swimming I would press my legs together and try and "swim" like a mermaid. My swimming instructor when I was very young said I "swam like a dolphin", he didn't know I was really a mermaid. I suppose The movie The Little Mermaid set me off, I LOVED that movie! I remember screaming with happiness as my dad showed me that he had bought it. I remember playing mermaid swimming games until I was about eleven or so, I would pretend to be a mermaid lost at sea, as I had been sleeping and drifted off, and that when I awoke I was outside a cabin (our cabin) with kids all around, and I couldn't let it be known I was really one of the mer-folk! These games were so fun, I'd play with my sister. I saw the movie Splash a gazillion times, it was my favorite. I think mermaids are some of the most delicate, wonderful creatures the imagination ever made up, and maybe, just maybe, there really are mermaids somewhere out there.
(c) James Christensen
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