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Giving is Blessing

Marshlands are mysterious places. I am not saying this without a reason and beyond broader scanning of Osijek subterranean (and superterranean) geography. Marshes are often related to decaying. To decompose does not mean simply to disappear. Decomposition is the foundation of new life. Cadaver feeds the soil and breathes new life into seemingly inanimate dust. This is why it is convenient (even necessary) to intuitively feel decaying as a process that creates life; to decompose and to give life for something does not equal giving it away. Moreover, perhaps the loss of life may lead to its rediscovery… to its inception.

Marsh is a place of rebirth. The stench of its insides spreads around.

Lush marsh vegetation is an example of diversities intertwining. This variety does not favour intruders because nature strives to maintain status quo in order to prevent some species in bringing disturbance to the system. And disturbance infers anomaly. Nature is not an anomaly. Anomaly is something (seemingly) stronger than it.

Every marshland gets its vital pulse from rivers that run through it and improve the area. To Mursa it is river Drava, the artery that leans onto the vein of Dunav, along which dreams flow towards the Black Sea. Drava’s fluidity leaves some of the good water behind; lack of water means there can be no life. However, stale water is also created, a place of decay… and rebirth.

Marsh knows abundance, both on top and bottom levels. Sun shines and becomes transformed into the energy of land. Strong roots teem with life because they are connected to the light. Underground manages to thrive under sun beams because it has its own couriers that are transubstantially intertwined with nature. Its life is a ritual, as is the life of the marsh. If root is wide as treetop, we cannot dismiss identical life value of them both. And when Stribor’s arm pulls out the root, the decomposition begins.

The latter is a loss for a gain!

Igor Loinjak