Babel

Dare to ask me

whether I love you

or not.

Have you ever

dance above the moon?

I have. Did not you know that?

I guess once I take you

there you will hate the air

you breathe.

You will hate me for making

life hard to get. The color will be

too bright.

But you shall see. And smell.

I was once like you.

You see. The girl had a child out

of earth and water.

Flesh and bones. Soul and body.

I used to walk down the very

same streets you are

walking right now on.

But then you. You did, you were.

The very first idea of love

brought me to you, or is it

the other way around?

I had to learn how to fly.

I had to get to you.

To get you.

And so I did.

I left a seed you

cannot find.

It shall grow. Then,

you will come, finally,

you shall come to me.