‘owe no one anything except the debt of love’1
The wild waves are having a drowning
There’s a diving straight-in arms-open
Bare-body bare-soul into ocean.
The dark nights are having a screaming
There’s a shining straight-through eyes-attack
Naked-face naked-light into black.
The lost ones are having a trembling
There’s a walking straight-ahead hands-connect
Raw-skin raw-heart into debt.
The wild waves are having a drowning
You dive straight-in arms-open
Bare-body bare-soul into ocean.
The dark nights are having a screaming
You shine straight-through eyes-attack
Naked-face naked-light into black.
The lost ones are having a trembling
You walk straight-ahead hands-connect
Raw-skin raw-heart into debt.
