I defended myself in vain; now I'm slinking away
In the white moon's shade, tall spear shattered.
I had put dikes of earth and water between us,
And everywhere we were beside each other.
I meet you waiting at the track's every turn,
Silent perpetual companion.
At the wells you wet your palms with water and give me some,
Water that sprang up soundless among stones.
You've undone your blouse and ask, breast in hand,
If I wish to quench my thirst there, or at the well.
You've sought the icicle, bending your mouth down with mine,
Wishing to drink its glitter at the same time.
Blended into everything, like shade, like thought,
Light carries you within her and the earth has raised you.
Your silence is heard in every sound,
In thunderstorms, prayer, steps, violins.
What I suffer seems to pain you,
Whether birth or desolation.
Close beside me,yet distant.
Betrothed for ever; wife never.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem