the message of the chief
when you open
towards night or day
the shield-like tent-door
of your fate, calling:
I am this, I am that,
my need is all or nothing
or -:
my pride is not dependant
on neither joy nor shelter -!
when calling
towards night or day,
don't think you are god,
don't expect
your voice to fill
the gaping cup of your life -!
you are calling -,
that's all -
the answer is not
from you -
do close
tight the protective door
of your life-tent -
don't whisper,
in claiming rage:
I am this, I am that,
my need is the need of a king
or that of a slave -!
the answer is not
from you -
do close
tight the saving door
of your life-tent -
do keep holy
the untranslatable sign of your blood
on the brow of yours -
do preserve
as your only treasure
the waiting silence
of your upright will -
don't send
your claiming calls
towards night nor day -
the answer
will come -
