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The Enigma of the Sibyl
Going through my lands I live the encounter with the enchanting Sibyl.
Attracted by the mystery I enter and live within his world, finally discovering it is but my own cloaked by dream!
Thus the Sibyl reveals herself as the enigma of nature:
ANIMA MUNDI.
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Knight of Time, I begin the journey into the realm of the enchanted SIBILLA, attracted by its mystery.
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Walking through periious paths I breath of the Spirit of Sibillini and I take the line of the elements of nature.
Fantastic images, that human eye would ever imagine seeing, cross my walk.
An old mountaineer, illuminated by heavenly light with bird wingsin hand, is approaching.
Smiling at my sight he offers to accompany me at the entrance of the cave.
So I take my journey with more confidence with me having a companion who has spent his life between the mountains and knows every secret.
Talking calmly at the end of a path, suddenly
I see, in the distance, animals in a golden light, which date back to the mountain, just curious about my presence and overseen by a shepherd who walk beside them.
On the right, surrounded by a magical atmosphere, I see fruitful and picted cows waiting for the sun.
Going up the mountain, I approach the shepherd, who has stopped to rest with his animals and admire the wonders of the landscape.
His face is that of a man no longer young but serene.
His proven skin from the sun reminds me my grandfather and then my face is fused in his time.
If I had remained in the village my life would have been identical to my companion: the same as my grandfather.
Having chatted merrily my companion lets me notice in the distance an animal, perhaps a bear.
The road, fatigue and hunger lead me to pick a mountain fruit unknown to me but inviting apparently.
Suddenly everything is colored around me, flowers of a thousand colors that happily tell me tales of travelers.
I sense a presence behind me, I turn immediately, and among the flowers I see the face of a man illuminated by a yellow light who tells me his love affair with the Sibyl.
Fruit trees out of place and out of season dance in the wind happy to see me, because thirsty of travelers.
The whole nature dances around me, wrapping me in a spiral.
My old travel companion smiles regardless of what is happening to me, as if for him it was all normal.
Attenuated the effect of the fruit, I take my journey again, as my friend tells me we are close to the cave.
Suddenly a woman appears, dressed only by its natural beauty, rested against a rock.
"Do not go" she says, only Guerrino could go back!
"Stay with me, do not cross the door of time in front of you!"
I lift my eyes and see the cool cave, I lower them again and I was alone, my guide and the woman had disappeared into thin air
I found myself alone with my doubts and my fears, then a light attracted my eyes to heaven, to God. So, armed of His strength, I entered the Door of Time.
A dazzling light flooded from turnings of color welcomed me ..and figures almost indefinite-shrouded in clouds of smoke-dancing converted into sounds, whispering ... "Welcome
Wayfarer now immersed in the intensity of the light,
I forwarded into the cave seeing fantastic sceneries : a female tree surrounded by ghosts and goblins that dance around her;
the Sibyl who purified herself with a bath of light and rest maliciously moved next to her nature now free from impurity.
In the Kingdom of the Sibyl seemed to me that the images followed each other in a frenetic pace.
The woman tree and the Sibyl framed a dream landscape that guided us in the Court of the kingdom where there were mythological figures that pagan tradition dressed of a evil cloth.
It is said that in the kingdom of the Sibyl there is no prayer .. but I saw her kneeling.
Time, flowing fast showing changing images, transmitted a sense of serenity making me actor and interpreter: all forms became clearer.
A cloud of letters and words attracted my eyes, I saw the Sibyl across her delicacy and light imparting lessons of magic and prophesizing on my future in honour of my visit.
After hearing about me, curiosity impelled me over : without realizing it I found myself at the centre of the earth.
I saw lust, envy, slander and every other kind of sin and the fire.
Strange figure yelled and prayed while burning.
My hatred for the spirit of gravity helped me: I saw without falling, and I wanted to see the lights messengers of the return journey.
The Sibyl understood and let me go by covering me with her mantle.
I left and maybe, I elevated.
The Sibyl accompanied me in the ascent showing sinuous forms and her being a woman.
Weak as flesh in time, I tried to resist her whirling being. I feared the eternal condemnation.
The Sibyl, accompanied me in a large colourful living room smiling at my weakness : I chose not to choose.
Light was sovereign in this place, musical notes vibrated in the air, the dance was hectic and from a cavity of the cave or a mirror I saw a knight, perhaps in search of the same truth.
Despite the intensity of the music, I could hear perfectly the Sibyl: "You should pass again the Door of Time.
I have chosen you to tell about me with pictures. Show me through the hidden."
Then, rolling over herself showed me her duplicity : her being lady both of light and darkness.
She whispered with a pride flush with her sin of pride: she pretended to be the mother of the messiah ... ..
She showed me how, from the Evil seduced, she forwarded in perdition.
She told about her expulsion and her captivity in the Sibillini Mountains as a demigod,
about Sillide, daughter of the great king Licurgo ruler of Sparta and wife of Demofonte and about the pain that led her to the board asking for response on the husband away. She narrated about the sad end that she chose, devoured by doubt and jealousy. Amandola hosts her in the apparence of an almond tree made eternally lively by the bridegroom's kiss Demofonte.
-Guerrino was the only living being who managed to come back to life,
I am only sorry that I did not, for pride, fulfil his wishes, fortunately the fate has given him them- she told me.
Suddenly she began to roll me flooding and giving me Energy.
I understood it was a gift to keep for life.
Soft and full of light she confided to me that for her desire the mountainer had been my guide up to the cave.
"I will always be by your side" she said, turning on herself.
Then her words were echoed, light .. she left me disappearing.
Alone in the dark cavern slowly I reopened my eyes to the light: everything seemed weak, even the hopeful green, my beloved hot mantle that hes always lighted my way. And it was thanks to that I entered the bustle of life.
Blinded and deaf to any call.
A flower, was my first meeting at the exit of the cave:
I bowed to feel the aroma, I caressed it to perceive its reality.
Then a shining dragonfly matched to my journey and I imagined for a moment to believe it is the Sibyl.
Sibyl that probably others is not but the nature seen as a living creature with two faces hidden in her cloak.
Two faces, as the nature of the Sibillini Mountains: beautiful but disturbing for her majesty.
I got down to Rubbiano where it is said that fairies had feasts dancing with the locals.
In the journey that separated me from Montefortino ever more I believed I had solved the enigma but, when looking from the balcony of my house, I saw the nearby lady smiling at me, I realized I perceived her thoughts, "you'll understand" she said.
I returned home and there was My Sibyl who in her warm embrace showed all her being, revealing and unveiling the enigma: the mystery of nature is Sibyl, invention and imagination of human minds devoted to catch the whole in the knowledge of its concealment.
Albino Ripani