I saw you powerful I saw you happy
Without me, on your own
In the sleepy orchards of your maturity
I still imagine myself, with you
Like a silent movie
Wedding processing, my dream
You who illumine the night
Fed by rivers, you make
Invisible steps up the mountain
The world grows fond in your arms
With light and splendour
I saw you powerful I saw you happy
Outside of my possessing
A dance of seven veils
Silence from your left-handed touch
I can’t live in poems knowing
That I still love you, you put an end
To dreaming in me, with your
Aloof and endless perfect weather.
7.5.2013
Wuji Seshat 