Sun
Jun
7
O Majnoun!
O Majnoun! that sings that dead leaves fly higher.
O Majnoun! that speaks also between words.
O Majnoun! that does not sleep and pulls out the brain’s eyes like the moon does the tides, back and forth, and crashing on barren land.
O Majnoun! that dances (that portion of the floor that grabs the ballerina’s foot, that ache on bones and muscle).
O Majnoun! that consoles the silence of winter.
O Majnoun! that (once again) rises in the spring.