The storm-dances of gulls, the barking game of seals,
Over and under the ocean…Divinely superfluous
Rules the games, presides over destinies, makes trees
And hills tower, waves fall.
The incredible beauty of
Stars with fire the joining of lips,
O let our loves
Be joined, there is not a
Burns and thirsts for
More than my blood for you, by the shore of seals while the
Weave like a web in the
Divinely superfluous beauty.
