SCALES SCALES

„I am. For countless times. Before, now and after. My tribe has defied all turbulence and so I am, standing for eons at the edge of the threshold, at the rift between worlds. There I keep watch.

My existence is to guard the gateway that every soul passes through on its way between here and there. I bear many names. The great peoples of the worlds know me and have tried to call upon me – and yet no one knows my true name.

My form is shrouded in mystery. What rests in my tips is the world. My core is what weaves the dreams. In the spaces between my branches lies the secret of hope. My juices feel all the tides come and go.
My roots rest in the currents of infinity without losing themselves there. The knowledge of all times gathers in my marrow. My bark protects my innermost being from the storms of change.

Sometimes I bear blossoms of perfect beauty. They satisfy the eye of those who thirst for true perfection. My fruits are of indescribable pleasure. Their sun-kissed flesh satisfies the hungry, their sweet juice soaks the thirsty. My cooling shade refreshes the weary. The driven listen to the peaceful whisper of my branches.

I am home and refuge. I am the good wish and the memory. My skin is adorned with the names of love, carved in hope of eternity. But nothing endures beside me but the struggle between the opposites of darkness and light, which plunges me into infinite twilight. In it I am, between the calm and constancy of eternal darkness and the infinite light of reason, guarding the course of the tides, guarding the secrets of the worlds.

I protect life with my eternal oath. Whoever passes me dares to step over the threshold. Every being that finds its way to me leaves something at my roots; fragments of other people’s judgments, twists of fate and influences. Every abandonment and having to leave has torn a piece out of them. Clipped wings, bound legs, blindfolded eyes and deafened ears make their path more difficult.

They find peace in my shadow. I support them, in the healing of themselves, until they arrive safely on the other side.

I welcome you, visitor, in my silence, in which eternity echoes. Feel into them. Listen to the whispering. Catch a glimpse of what lies between here and there. Enter through my gate and see beyond.“