I recite a string of syllables that express

I recite a string of syllables that express
a subtle feeling, a nothing that is moving

through my veins as blood. She is the wilderness
that I wander irrationally, the obscure territory

that I can't navigate. The sky is cloudless
above me, the blue stretches from one horizon

to an other. These words are only my guess
at her nature, I see the flowers that she wets

with dew in the morning. She is the poetess
that teaches the world, the doctrine that is blessing

the grass and nurturing it. O hear the madness
that illumines my heart! I'm singing a love

that is infinite and impossible to express.