THE EXISTENCE OF APHRODITE
The thought you are leaving
ceaselessly irrevocably from me
has brought to a halt at the Gates of my heart
the motion of Stars..Birds...
Dreams.... Thoughts
and all the Planets
at exactly the point of their happiest days.
Despite all that
such unconscious imaginings
die early
and there is a great likelihood
that as soon as the funeral service of Matter
has been eradicated from my suspicions
you will come back to me one day again.
But nothing will change
regarding the consequences of that Procession
because since I never wanted to be alone
I would ask you...
Where were you so long?
Since the creation of the World?
With whom?
Finally..how could you yourself have been anywhere ?
The Stars...
in their light
not able to stand the cold of loneliness
hoping that virility
will be glowing somewhere else...
The birds
whose motion will remind you
how you too could seek out another roof...
The thoughts
how they convinced you that you Exist..!
The Dreams
with which this landscape has misted over
you would have asked something more from nature...
Finally...All the Planets
going round them
the one after the other
believing that you were somewhere...
well then, all these were in me...!
Translation by
PHILIP RAMP
