Canticle 4

through the ways falling falling through the clouds whistling around around me mists mists mists! the night is crawling new-born every day at dusk! feret meri terint seri goret feri silis deri con bateri canti meri bront deri opit speri dlont kleri pist veri smell the night roses for free! the Pharaoh's body embalmed - for free! see the sylphs with wings trembling faster than the humming bird's... feret meri terint seri goret feri silis deri con bateri canti meri bront deri opit speri dlont kleri pist veri I thirst I thirst Said the Poet Seer I Thirst I Thirst The Martyr said. Yet face to the wall Before the firing Squad They said not ‘I thirst' feret meri terint seri goret feri silis deri con bateri canti meri bront deri opit speri dlont kleri pist veri heap through the flowers and the lays of birds through the straight line colonnade in the quiet garden descended I a little below steps and found the quiet sun a cat running slow on the garden walls a dirty pond.. no fishes… just a mound of dragon flies that flew around soft threatening with mischievous eyes… colonnade upon colonnade of flowers you pass through your Inner Soul passes Passes