SUNKEN LIKE A STONE

 (a poetic memory of the film,

which shook my heart

with the Spirit of the message below)

When the proud Titanic

collides with a mountain of ice,

and amidst hatred and prohibitions

the world is engulfed in rage,

keep a white rose in your heart

and cherish it alive within,

even if you tremble with fear

from the coldest waves.

You might be in a third-class

cabin with rats and stench,

and without lovely company

with a glass of rum and chocolate,

but still Love will flow,

and you'll be like Jack,

ready to call out to Rose,

dressed in a makeshift tailcoat.

The world will break in two

under the weight of heavy iron.

The rich won't even bother

to wipe a tear from their eye.

Even a life jacket

won't save his soul,

if he seeks a relationship by convenience

to adorn himself with a jewel.

But you, fight for your white rose

until your last breath,

for if she has survived –

you've found heaven and a summit.

And even, mortal among the waves,

sunk in icy waters,

heights will pull you up

to the highest stars.

When the proud Titanic

collides with a mountain of ice –

let one Love remain with you,

for it holds the price of a Covenant.

And her divine flame

inscribes upon the gates of Paradise:

Sunk like a stone,

rising to shine! 

Stefan Glavchev

(Seeker of Pearls)