in sturdiness of body
in soundness of mind
the decisive movement
Intent, wise with
humble grace
an exhilaration
a liberation
kindled in obscurest
secrecy
You are the break
in all that is known
while quiet longing
sleeps,
I caress the shadow
where all that I’ve lost
grows small
in its parting.
I cannot love you
but I can marvel at
the majestic breadth
of your absence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem