Freezing Breath which slowly obscures The mirror In the refuge of the spirit, silent Wind which dries sweat ? drops That escaped from ingenuity And then were hidden by astuteness, Tear my look which is too near And too severe today. The confused images Bounce on moving walls, While every expression suddenly comes back Without a new sender and the crowd is dispersed And the figures Are deformed through luxurious empty rooms. Now the feet sink in the solitude Beasts marked with the fire Ignorance is vanishing And conviction vacillates Along the brim line of your tomorrow While only one blow will make the pillars Which sustain it tremble. This is our body, we are not the messiah and We are not looking for prayers, This is our blood, Freezing Breath which slowly obscures And in the humid warmth, We will patiently wait for the union Of dawn and dusk, Digging with bare hands We are alone To nourish the desire of useless eyelids On faces of ceramic. Beasts marked with the fire
obscures, marked, freezing, astuteness, vacillates