Lichtung Poem by Artchil Daug

I long for thee to drown in bitter sea
that thy axis not swallow the sun deep
in your folds, I wish to give light to thee
that I know myself and which me to keep;

Thou hast limit these eyes with that thin line
in which I cannot go beyond what's fixed,
thus, I see the stars leading with a sign
only to fail reaching that crease betwixt;

But then the star continued a rising
from the netherworld it came with new soul
that this line have a great world a bringing
for them to see what these eyes doth control;

O! Ubiquitous horizon that lies
in smoke and reason you know not replies!