I searched under the tongue
– no wall
Nor a scaffold for a new nature
– nor night
And the word’s wild, a closed beginning
– in an echo
And death will pass, another road
– I’ll take
And the earth won’t know
– because in silence
I lasted, under the tongue
– was I deep
And knew nothing when I said
– FROM NOTHING – ALL!
And you say
– He created the world.