I fear neither life nor death
when I feel my heart beat in your breast,
there is no power in the world which will
make me bow down by force to its cause
when you are earth,
when I am water.
There is no mystery whose secret is hidden
when I sense in your body that the beginning is the end ,
that life is the dream that creates me
From your belly beyond Good and Evil
when you are earth,
when I am water.
And if we in the end no more than dust
we will be dust, we will be no more than dust ...
more loving dust.
There are neither sufficient golden calves,
Nor perfumes of incense nor wreathes of laurel
To sow in me a single doubt
Or remove me for a moment from your skin
when you are earth,
when I am water.
I do not care if I fall into madness,
That divine hell where God and Lucifer
invented the angel and the devil
who live in your woman’s body
When you are earth
when I am water.
And if we are in the end no more than dust