1

Whoever you are looking in I’m in here

looking out. Do you hear singing?

2

I want to be nothing more than the spaces

between sounds, as the air is between grass.

3

Once I was a road where everyone passed.

When I heard the dance first it was over me.

4

First I became dancer, then dance.

I shall fill all the room’s crevices.

5

For music I need my hands and my feet.

Let the rest of me join and fill like a smoke.

6

Let the air be the crows’, to the fish water.

My sign is an ear of good wheat.

7

The animals come and go. The sea

doesn’t go down forever.

8

The automobile is a dead beast going the way

of the mammoth. Let it go.

9

I shall dance through your landscape

back to my beginnings, a thousand years.

10

We are alone here with the stones.

Dance joyfully for that woman spinning.