Caspar David Friedrich, “Wanderer above the Sea of Fog” (1818)
1.
I’m fallen
in the deepest spot of myself pit
on the summit of thought
the wind of wisdom has hugged me
all the prophet of history have been myself
who has been afraid of a mirror
2.
in the Forrest of the city
sometimes I become a gray smoke
I smile
to a child fortune teller
and I show wink of the soles of the feet
to the boss teeth
every morning
my grand father voice
ruminating in my ear
you must stay alive
3.
guns shedding tears
wound smiles
human but has been pendulum
who day by day
get more and more vertigo
4.
inside each man
shadow of a woman
inside each woman
shadow of a man
and human
is a pale shadow
in the regret of humanity light
don’t be afraid
someday
heat of thought
will fire veil of the night
5.
stones
become a mount
drops
become a sea
and a peace of pain
becomes human
6.
it drinks time
crumple wrist watch
this endless pain
like a knee
in the ring of hand
repeating
moment to moment
