the certainty
the radiant outskirts
of the land which is real
gleam forth -
in the land which is real
I have my friend -
there we shall touch
the simple nakedness
of each other -,
my friend and I -
four is the sacred number
in the land which is real -
my friend and his woman,
I and my woman,
in the holy grove
there are the four trees
of our common silence -
I have caught a glimpse
of the land which is real -
nothing
shall turn my pace -
