Προσευχή

Προσευχή για να εξευμενιστούν οι 7 Γλώσσες. Της Θάλασσας.

Here surrounding the island
there's sea but what sea,
it's always overflowing
says yes, then no, then no again
and no, says yes in blue
in sea spray raging
says no and no again.
It can't be still.
It stummers my name is sea
it slaps the rocks
and when they aren't convinced
strokes them and soaks them
and smolders them with kisses
with seven green tongues
of seven green dogs
or seven green tigers
or seven green seas
beating its chest,
stummering its name.
Oh sea, this is your name.
Oh comrade ocean, don't waste time or water
in getting so upset,
help us instead.
We're meager fishermen,
men from the shore.
We're hungry and cold
and you are foe.
Don't be so hard, don't shout so loud
open your green coffers
place gifts of silver in our hands
give us this day our daily fish.

Pablo Neruda, Ode to the Sea