BURNING BORDERS
Two bellies meet, surface of one caressing the
other
Faces smiling inside cuddle with the umbilical chord
Less worry & more kisses burning their hatred
After nine months, the door opened
For them it was a door to Narnia with light around
But the reality has got cuffs meant for their hand
Chosen before even religion was attached
Parents embraced them with all their love
As they escaped the whole new world inside
Serene caresses stopped & never returned
Religion divided them with an opaque border
They knew it was motherhood that helped them
Feel the eyes of the unborn neighbour
Birth separated them with dignity inside
Deep down inside they cursed themselves
Curses return back when mother holds them
Both in a different world, still feeling the same
cuddle
How easily a mother burns the border
Which everyone succeeds to develop again &
again
And she burns like a poem with a million refrains.
Venus Envy -- Heidi Taillefer
Narnia is a fantasy kingdom inhabited by mythical beasts, talking animals, and magical beings, originally entered by Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy Pevensie via a wardrobe in professor Digory Kirke's house in the English countryside. The talking horse Breehy-hinny-brinny-hoohy-hah ("Bree") memorialized it as "Narnia, the happy land of Narnia - Narnia of the heathery mountains and the thymy downs, Narnia of the many rivers, the plashing glens, the mossy caverns and the deep forests ringing with the hammer of the dwarfs. Oh, the sweet air of Narnia!" In 1939 C. S. Lewis, ,an English Literature professor at Oxford University, conceived of what became "The Chronicles of Narnia" in 1939 but did not finish writing the first novel in the series ("The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe") until 1949, and he finished writing the seven books in 1954. The books have been translated into 47 languages and sold over 100 million copies.
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