I stand in the midst of the dust of the words in
the legend of Alexander of Macedon and his quest for the water of life
– The Miladinov Brothers Collection of Folk Songs
I search for the water of life
That enters a dark gorge
And flows along the map of darkness
Words
I await you
To visit my frail body
Who are your ancestors
What lost alphabet is your source
I search for the water of life
Tubercular old men
Cough in their indifference
Cast darkness like a blanket
Over all motion
Whose alphabet do I touch
Whose hand descends upon my head
And yet forsakes me
I search for the water of life
In the midst of this eclipse
Inside this dark child
Who hides his face from me
and buries me with words
EN 
MK