Shy and mighty Hunter, is it I who's cursed the vow?

It is you for whom I have given myself to now

Fear! Take all sense of the absolute

Dismantle what's resolute

Fear! Take my fear

Teach me all I'll have to hide

To remain dignified

We caught free reason

I bled the gift I sewed: the sacrament

I poured an hourglass unseen from all

a vacant sense of agency to covet the private fall

In you lives a city of millions walking

over brick frontiers, and an ocеan

A body of water "on which you drifted by Grace, "

Likе on the page I read, to pools of cool charity

Bitter morning plunge begets rebirth

in the sea of your beginning

It is you for whom I have given myself to now

Shy and mighty Hunter, is it I who's cursed the vow?

It is you for whom I have given myself to now

In Autumn Bent beyond the iron legs of black benches

Where I was laid and uncoiled the

romantic wellspring of old man's memory

When the world blue-blocked sun lived

faces who faced the horizon of summer out

stoic in striped light fissures

Come and remain!

Like the vine that ate the earth

I'm swallowed in night with you

feral hemlock, slender blazing star

You quiver quiet violence in the theater of ineptitude

I only see you and the lovely light inside of you

While I've been yearning, I've been aching for time

it was time for the end, some natural decline

Relations defined and left

we find reasons to leave, but stay intertwined

Stay! Stay! Stay!

Beauty of the Everglades

give me the reasons to keep me this way