Every thread of creation is held in position
by still other strands of things living.
In an earthly tapestry hung from the skyline
of smouldering cities so gray and so vulgar,
as not to be satisfied with their own negativity
but needing to touch all the living as well.
Every breeze that blows kindly is one crystal breath
we exhale on the blue diamond heaven.
As gentle to touch as the hands of the healer.
As soft as farewells whispered over the coffin.
We're poisoned by venom with each breath we take,
from the brown sulphur chimney and the black highway snake.
whole - bütün
whispered - fısıldadı
vulgar - kaba
veins - damarlar
unseen - görünmeyen
thread - iplik
their - onların
tapestry - goblen
sulphur - sülfür
still - yine
somehow - bir şekilde
snake - yılan