And we will see there
only ordinary things, constellations of dew,
only miracles.
I will meet you in the woods
And we will carry there
only our temporal minds, bodies, spirits,
only these eternal.
I will meet you in the woods
And we will find there
only things deep and green and growing,
only decay.
I will meet you in the woods
and you will bring for me
all of the things I need from you –
only
nothing.