though I should trade the sky and sleep
no one shall take me
for I am my own
however I sleep the day comes inside
to tell me his peace
and my life should keep the power
silent
once I wanted to see it all
trap the world inside my hand
and spread it like sand over the beach
to dive and quick
now I keep my staff by my side like Wotan
watching the water rise
it is not ocean water
you can drink it, like Egypt
(Solon said the wisdom came from below, in cisterns)
I can’t see the sky
but I feel it over my shoulders
like wings
