{"id":35,"date":"2008-12-26T14:25:56","date_gmt":"2008-12-26T09:25:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.cawater-info.net\/all_about_water\/en\/?p=35"},"modified":"2009-01-07T15:03:29","modified_gmt":"2009-01-07T10:03:29","slug":"her-majesty-the-water-%e2%80%93-the-queen-of-life-part-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.cawater-info.net\/all_about_water\/en\/?p=35","title":{"rendered":"HER MAJESTY THE WATER \u2013 THE QUEEN OF LIFE (part 2)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Autor: by Alexander Fainberg<\/strong>
\nAuthorized translation: by Sergei Zubkov<\/strong>
\nIllustrations: by Leyla Basharova<\/strong><\/p>\n

Either scope of Russia or Grand Canyons in the USA
\nEverything is precarious, my honey, and surely unsafe:<\/p>\n

Including blossom colors of Indonesian islands,
\nAnd Africa and global power of Britain\u2019s lions.<\/p>\n

So, what would happen to the Earth and all of us?
\nWhen the ultimate tsunamis blow up at last?<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>
\nDon\u2019t worry; lifelessness will come of it, my dear,
\nAnd only salty winds cool all the dead without fear.
\nAnd that’s all there is to it! There are no people on the planet. Oil remains throbbing through the Earth interior, water remains lapping against shores in the oceans, seas and rivers. There are no words on the planet, and no more poets: no Pushkin, no Ahmatova, no Tsvetaeva\u2026 Only the global ocean\u2019s waves will wave goodbye
\nAnd give the deepest sigh
\nFor: – Marina, Anna, Alexander \u2026*
\n
\nA mortal fat man and the immortal Kaschey **
\nAre sitting on grass, looking at a waterway.<\/p>\n

The mortal fat man\u2019s chewing at that
\nGarlic, sausages and breaded cutlet. .<\/p>\n

Grinning at his neighbor with a sidelong glance,
\nThe fat man\u2019s dreaming of a lucky eating chance<\/p>\n

The mortal man\u2019s eating while Kaschey keeps aloof
\nAnd silently stares at the stream in the brook.<\/p>\n

Kaschey is immortal, evidently, because he is not eating but looking down at the flowing water.
\nPeople usually say to each other after a long separation is over: \u201cMuch Water has flowed under the bridge\u201d. Saying this they certainly bear in mind Time. Well, what do Time and Water have in common? The fact is that water having evaporated returns to the ground in the form of rain, snow, crystal springs, whereas time \u2013 as we consider \u2013 vanishes into oblivion for ever. But still, why do we sometimes become aware of sad feelings and vaguely sense that far away \u2013 beyond the frozen river bend passed by you \u2013 there are hot summers, childhood, and ever-living parents; at such moments we perceive that all these have not been lost, nobody faded away.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>
\nOver there, somewhere we hear, oh, something
\nRoaming our streets \u2013 it\u2019s our bygone summer.<\/p>\n

Summer holidays, no need to go to school
\nThe wasteland is an improvised sports-ground
\nThe back-street football game is really cool.
\nWinners drinking wine and pretty girls around<\/p>\n

In follow-up – the smell of autumn burning leaves
\nThen winter freezing snow and springtime breeze.<\/p>\n

Believe – it\u2019s real! Take the passage ticket. Go!
\nThe train departure is not so very distant.
\nBut border check-points tell you \u201cNo!
\nNobody ever has been there – even for an instant
\nOh, yes, it\u2019s true. No check point of immigration control would ever let you return back to the past. But it\u2019s not for nothing that many people believe in their past previous lives. It\u2019s not for nothing that from time to time somebody\u2019s persons-doubles emerge here and there separated by centuries. Suffice it say that the sculpture of the Charioteer from ancient Delphi *** retrieved by archeologists looks alike rock’n’roll star Elvis Presley (\u201cthe King\u201d) as two peas in a pod (or \u201clike two drops of water in a pond\u201d **** ). There is something behind that, isn\u2019t it? Alas! Such knowledge is not available to us. Well, probably there are people who possess a gift for it, but they are unique. And the idiom \u201cas two peas in a pod\u201d (or \u201clike two drops of water\u2026\u201d) \u2013 where is it from?
\nDoes not Man himself consist of water? Yes, he does \u2013 water constitutes about 80% of a human body. And as to the salt content in human blood \u2013 it is similar to ocean water. Therefore human beings must treat water in the same way as they treat themselves. However, unfortunately, we tend to forget about it. And the sky starts growing gloomy looking down at our deeds. That\u2019s why the Nature pours rain \u2013 meaning to shed tears over our unreasonable behavior and to remind us about the necessity of hearty kinship attitude to Water that has been safeguarding our life.
\nHer Majesty Water\u2019s face advents like that of immortality personified. For us on the Earth – She reflects the celestial summit, and over there\u2026.<\/p>\n

Over there on the edge of nocturnal sky
\nA pensive fisherman stands upright
\nAnd stretching a sweep-net to get it dry
\nOn transparent pillars of holy moonlight.<\/p>\n

In the empty sweep-net stars stand
\nAnd a boat is gleaming at his feet
\nWashed by feather-like weightless sand
\nOars are moving as if in a sleep.<\/p>\n

Iridescent rain-drops are trembling on berries of a snow-ball tree, on my high-boots, on the blue barrel of my Kalashnikov automatic rifle. I am a sentinel. I am guarding swamp moss against somebody\u2019s evil design. It is general compulsory military service, so to say \u2013 the holy duty. But along with this\u2026, concurrently\u2026.
\nAs supreme endowments
\nI feel with all my guts
\nResinous smell of trees,
\nPomeridian juice of grass.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

I touch a cedar\u2019s needle
\nOr upper birch bark \u2013
\nI hear my brother speaking,
\nEnjoy my sister\u2019s laugh.<\/p>\n

There is no harm to sedge
\nFrom my heavy high-boots,
\nSunflowers bow as a pledge,
\nRecalling forefathers\u2019 roots.<\/p>\n

I slide conifer branches apart
\nGently using my rifle\u2019s butt,
\nAnd suddenly raspberries cluster
\nAsks to be picked up faster.<\/p>\n

Tussock meadows spotted with fires
\nShowing scarlet ash berries ripe
\nHear whisper: take if you desire:
\nBut if unfair don\u2019t you even try.<\/p>\n

Flower stems piercing forest deadfall,
\nEach flower is looking at my face and eyes,
\nAs if my face is the icon for all,
\nexpressing its hope and praise to the skies.<\/p>\n

Flourishing nature is taken aback – scared
\nby something hidden in the woods.
\nA missile is installed among the trees
\nAiming at the skies with its nuclear head<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Here it is. This foreign object \u2013 alien to the environment \u2013 has established itself amid tender birches that bestow music upon us, forty-meter high cedars sheltering flying squirrels, amid beautiful pines cherished by Nature. And this monster with a nuclear noodle \u2013 has it grown on its own? Chipmunks with stripy backs do not run up and down the \u201ctrunk\u201d of the rocket. Vagrant bears, encountering the launching site, cast a gloomy glance at the automatic rifle\u2019s barrel, turn aside and retreat, strolling far away to taiga *****. And only we \u2013 human beings \u2013 have been guarding these missiles in various regions of the Earth. We \u2013 Homo sapiens \u2013 are ready to push missile\u2019s launching buttons. And in that case – off they go\u2013 flame-carrying, rushing at full speed across the skies \u2013 no, not the Fire-Birds of happiness from the fairyland but quite on the contrary. And at that moment the Ester Bell starts tolling over the planet\u2026<\/p>\n

* These are first names of the above mentioned famous Russian poets.
\n** Kaschey is a literary character referred to in many folk Russian fairy tales; he is notorious for being immortal and extremely wicked.
\n*** Delphi is an ancient town of central Greece near Mount Parnassus. Dating to at least the seventh century B.C., it was the seat of a famous oracle of Apollo.
\n**** Russian proverb
\n***** Taiga is a secular forest in Siberia.<\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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