Walls of Salt Water

Inside the curtain there is a secret chamber
And inside this chamber there is another chamber
And there is no end

Against the windowpane of my eyes
I saw a slowly cascading blur of salt water
And behind this blur - a shining vision

Of a secret chamber

Which admits me through gates
That cannot be opened by any battering ram
But a hand that parts gauze can do it

The gates are glass
But the glass melts into salt water
Salt water - the fish are moving freely

the Fish moves freely in a Circle

Outside churches the veils open
I sank to my knees on the blinding snow slope
And was crucified in a ray of sun

Adding salt water to the snow, to the earth, to the rocks
Everywhere

The chambers are opening to quiet hands
People are entering them
Sometimes alone, and at other times holding the
Hands of children, of lovers, of friends

Leaving the gift of salt water