Who am I? A longing and a dream,
An edge in a bracket
Ancestors dying of longing
For Earth and Paradise.
Who am I? An immortality
And a clay pot
And dead and reborn,
Tree of Life and Forest
Of sins and pain
Light and abysses
Bottom of hell and paradises
Splendor and falling.
A clearing and a hermitage
Lamb and slaughter,
Wine and honeycomb
Punctured and immortal.
I’m the face of Your Glory,
But I defiled my garment
Wash in Blood the non word
And in humility let me sack.
If I were stormy and clear
It gathers me and binds me
Like a grab. Make me a purse
of whipping and wine.
Shake me in grace
The mystery of mystery keeps me
And resurrects for me
Lamb on the Altar.
Who I am? God offers Himself?
For my own sake
Make me to be what I’m not,
Flower in the highest heaven!
Türkçeye Çeviren: Mesut Şenol