AH VASTNESS of pines, rumor of waves breaking, slow play of light

AH VASTNESS of pines, rumor of waves breaking, slow play of light, lonely bell, twilight falling in your eyes, doll, land snail, In you the earth sings! In you the rivers sing and my soul flees in them as you wish and wherever you want.. Mark my path on your bow of hope and I will release my flock of arrows in delirium. Around me I see your waist of fog and your silence haunts my pursued hours, and it is you with your arms of transparent stone where my kisses anchor and my wet longing nests. Ah, your mysterious voice that love dyes and bends in the resonant and dying sunset! So in deep hours over the fields I have seen the ears of corn bend in the mouth of the wind.