The tears in your eyes
Are like the stars
In the sky
So many things
To tell you
So much silence
To break
I was thirsty for these stars,
Will you understand that ?
I walked to the north
In tundra and ice
In quest
Of my wild soul
I howled with the wolves
Till my heart nearly split up
And with my claws and fangs
I clung to northern lights
I wanted to reveal my night to you
And I sang out loud adamantin songs
Amidst Algonquian legends
With my mouth full of stones
On the bank of a wild river
In this tongue
Foreign to America
That the others despised.
My misfortune,
That full moon,
Will you understand them at last ?
I was enraged as never before
I was pursuing the dawn
Shuddering in search
Of your mystical shadow
And it is your face
In a reflection of the water
That I cupped in my palm
Greedily
To drink slowly.
I have so many things
To tell you
So much silence
To break
But where to start ?
Your face is trickling down
through my fingers
And time is passing away
And I
Have not
Told you
Anything
Yet.
