HERE

Here are all 20.000 years

Pressed in one body.

A homeless clod of astounded flame

Above a nameless arc like a clam brow.

Here are all 20.000 years

Suffocated in the pollen blood.

Here they are, open on a meadow.

Here is the night, here is the day.

Here are all my snowy brothers,

Here is the god of the field.

Here I am, here you are,

Here is our embroilment.

Here is the home, here is the dream,

Here is the world that never happened.

The grey angel, the wolves’ wood.

Here is the toll that sealed us away.

Here are the two horses, here is the battle,

Here is the victory of the seasoned sea.

Here is the giant who grew the mountain,

Here is the dream with a riven root.