“You will leave behind what a path has already taught you, it gave you wings to create something new and look with hope at what is presented before you as a mystery; hope and amazement shelter the days of each one of you. ”The Messenger
By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa
That night none of the eight dear and supportive companions slept, nor did they celebrate their customary gathering in front of the campfire, a long way awaited them from that wooded hillside to go down to the coast with his barge, four men with ropes ahead and four behind to balance his ship’s path.
Nostalgic and at the same time hopeful, they got down to work and Evaristo questioned the group as they tied the towing ropes:
“What name will we give to our ship?”
They all looked at each other with surprise and realized that it well deserved a name that exalted their adventure and with which they were remembered by history that they nurtured that would never be the official story but the one that feeds the soul of the adventurers, enlightened pioneers and dream builders.
There was a moment of silence and Javier said seriously:
-At the moment of touching the water the ship will be baptized.
Raising their arms the eight men cheered the idea and affirmed:
“So be it, the adventure begins, we arrived defeated here, but now we are going whole of successful”
This would be part of a song that would be remembered between them when the turns of life placed them in situations from which they would later emerge triumphantly.
This was true, Zila arrived mortally wounded and now he would be the commander at the head of the ship, advised by Dayami, Patricio saw how his dreams as a builder were fortified in a vehicle that would put them in the interest of a new illusion for living; Evaristo discovers that he would be useful with his knowledge of remedies and would face death with dexterity to scare it away from every place it would have to reach; Jacobo, thanks to his connection with the conch shell, would have the help of the marine deities to guide his companions and save them from distress; Santiago would understand the signs of the sky and the tones of the sea to discover what was necessary, from a school of fish to the discovery of dangerous moments; Diego would become a fisher of souls and fish, he would feed the soul of his followers with intelligence and with fish the stomachs of his companions; Timoteo would inspire with words of encouragement and hope to each of his friends in the most desperate moments and of course Javier with his experience each of his words will be taken into account and will set an example to the group of unity and tenacity.
Dawn lit their faces when they finally found themselves on the shores of the beach of that endearing land of gipsies to which they said goodbye forever and when their ship touched the coastal waters, they all serenely meditated on the name their humble and useful ship deserved.
The decision was unanimous when it came into contact with the water, the sky clouded and the roar of thunder surprised everyone since they did not expect a turbulent sea, however, it was the way Bormanicus announced his presence.
When they looked at the beach with nostalgia to say goodbye to that place that changed their expectations and hopes, a lightning bolt lit the grass and they recognized that nature itself gave them the last vision of its ceremonial bonfire, then Javier exclaimed:
-A piece of our soul remains around that campfire, it is the most endearing vision that will remain in our memory forever of this place that welcomed us, fed us and encouraged us to live differently. Therefore, dear brothers, I declared that our ship has been called “Ray of Hope”
All agreed, went up and took strategic positions in the boat, raised his arms and shouted their energy lungs:
“Ray of Hope, crossing a new adventure has started, let’s go! ”
Discovering in each sign the moment to do the unthinkable, to dare to go to the place that you do not know, where hope is your shield, it has to happen and it occurs when you least imagine it.
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