Fishermen: We never gave up hope to be saved

[Roon]

Lost for more than 9 months at sea, the men read tattered Bible, prayed

MEXICO CITY - Three fishermen lost at sea for nine months relied on a fishing rod constructed out of broken engine parts and rain collected in a bucket to survive.

Sometimes going days without food, the group caught sharks — once with their bare hands — and trapped seagulls. The fishermen hid under blankets to protect themselves from the sun.

“We ate raw fish, ducks, seagulls. We took down any bird that landed on our boat and we ate it like that, raw,” Jesus Vidana, one of the three survivors, said in an interview with a Telemundo reporter using a satellite phone from the ship that rescued them.

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[Xipe Totec]

1. The Ghost

Fair and subtle and barely visible
like lilies beneath a robe are the hands
- that do not break my chains.

Blue with gold and sand,
like a night clear of clouds are the eyes
- that watch my sins.

White, like a dove's breast is the neck,
and like a mane of sun, beard and hair,
and like silver his feet, bare and beautiful.

Sweet and sad is the face; somber appearance.
Thus from the sea, above the immense waters,
Jesus came to my sinking like a ship.

And he brightened my spirit from the summit
like a flashing beacon of certitude,
with gleaming hues of reflected fires.

And often he returns, to invigorate me
with faith that saves, and hope that gladdens, -
and a bright flash illuminates my dark soul.

- Salvador Diaz Miron
Mexican Poet (1858-1928)

Translated with joy, at their safe return.