The night is deeper than before
has the power to strangle a candle
in intermittent vibration
wind
shadows roll into the sleeve of the skin
to wash out the very heart of the bottom
- A cry in the darkness!
Stars turn on in turn
like traffic lights of the Milky Way
Time Signs,
stay clear of me!
My eyes will look for you
full of psalms
and olive twigs
And touch my hands
whiter than the host itself.