Two angels arrived in the evening. We gave them shelter and protected them with our lives. It doesn’t snow salt on our leather tunics today. The sun is not a dim lamp hanging from the sky. I believe.
Today a scintillating sea robs my silence. A Cimmerian dog runs on the beach. I delight in the broken shells and the pebbles, I walk on water. There are no borders.
I believe in clavichords, in tomcats, in wild unweeded flowerbeds. I believe in Byzantine mass, burning candles and saints. I believe in my wife, I believe in my children. Τhe sun never sets on my day.
(After all this time, I know which words scale your nightmares. And I can utter them if you want.)