Blow this night
Tear the wick from the candle
Leave the word alone
In the silence
To find its silent writer
And the black letter that ripens
In the bosom of darkness

Open your eyes
Demon behind tiny flames
This time we shan't miss each other
Unknown face of mine

Only a few tears are left for us
For fondling
For rumbling
In this deaf mountain
With no sunny side
With no shady side
Lift the curtain higher
Enter
Into my silence - my light

Translated by Lence Milosevska and Margaret Reid