In the graves
That are not graves
But the blue sky

I hear a song
That is not a song
For human ears

In the earth
That is not the earth
I hear the squish of naked feet
In the cold rain
In the burning snow
These are prayers
These are roots
Long and black
Under feet
That never stop
One after the other
Feet and prayers
And hidden roots

You hold out the burning stone

You wince

You vomit

You beg

You steal

You betray

Yes you betray
Everything to live

But there is nothing
To forgive

O Brother
O Sister

There is only a sky
That is not a sky
But a grave

And the earth
That is not the earth
But a betrayal

The sky
The earth

When I raise my eyes
When I walk
The song that I cannot hear
The prayer that I cannot chant

I must kneel
Endlessly in the dirt
And in the sky

To find my soul

Dan Corjescu teaches at the University of Tübingen's "Studium Professionale" program. Read other articles by Dan.