the vessel is frail
but the wave everlasting -
behold the kingdom of god:
silence, bright quasars, expanding void.
je rêve d’un monde uni, fraternel, juste…
I’m ready to travel as far as it takes
to discover it, I know it in my heart…
from the sky dark water pours
over the meadow, over the villages;
rivers overflow and swallow the roads;
anchors have come adrift;
my little mud cottage was carried away
and all there was in it broke and scattered …
perhaps I’ll have to postpone my voyage
until the moon rises above the waters
and beckons me to come out of hiding.