Before the Door Closes

Before the door closes And the night goes to its exile and Weeper's sleep goes to its right-hand and Defeated language goes to its hole. Before the Sun moves its eyelid, before sadness passes, before birds and sea, pass and - horizon innocent guest's - vanishes with its sins to its ultimate destiny. Give me a secret of water, fire, mountain which sleeps in the birds, river secret, trees,obelisk, aging dawn and the homeland secret which on the ash sleeps. Before the door was closes Slow down slightly, then pronounce Word by word my covered face with love ,fear and language which lives thousand and thousands of years on my lips. Before the door was closes Carry me on your palms, and muse!