to hide the earth

hide the earth

I shove this earth
into a labyrinth
of song

as a poor
anchorite
sewing mountains
to his thoughts

as a forest
measuring
the future
with the footsteps
of an ant

I blink
two white
sails when
light is a
black wind

as lips
that find
the spiral
of a whisper

as a cloud
the stranger
mistakes
for a weeping
galaxy

I pretend
to hide the earth
behind
the cathedral
of each sound

Beyond Language Poetry