On The Write Path

Sentinels

Sentinels

What wisdom etched these tablets, what burdens lay upon the backs of nine stone turtles lined up before the old Qing tower, it's Dutch foundations.

Mute and still, they look up to empty sky, blind to fish swimming in the pool below them.

What words are reflected in that pool, until disturbed by ripples.

Children watch the finned movement of white, gold and black. Parents watch the children. Nine turtles watch the passing of their generations.

Who reads these inscriptions now?

Who bothers?

© Kåre Enga

Sent to Sonali Bhatia of Bangalore, India, on 15 February 2017. Edited 7.March.2017.

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