Before dawn, <br />While the sea is still snow-white, you will set sail; <br />The grip of the oars in your palms, <br />And in your heart the joy of toil and vigor, <br />You will go. <br />In the roll and sway of the nets, you will go. <br />For welcome, fish will appear on your course <br />Delighting you. <br />As you shake the nets, <br />Scale by scale, the sea will journey into your hands. <br />When silence pervades the souls of seagulls <br />In the cemetery of the rocks, <br />All of a sudden, <br />All hell will break loose on the horizon: <br />Mermaids will scuttle and birds scurry... <br />Saturnalia and festivals, orgies and carnivals, <br />Bridal processions, masquerades, revelries, carausals... <br />Heeeyy! <br />Whaddya waiting for, man, jump in the sea! <br />Forget who's waitying for you back there. <br />Don't you see: Freedom is all around you. <br />Be the sail, the oar, the rudder, the fish, the water, <br />And go, go whereever you can<br /><br />Orhan Veli Kanik<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/toward-freedom/
