You Are My Oasis
You are my oasis
The fertile spot
In the desert of
My life –
From you and only you
Words will flow like water
From the underground-well –
The spiritual oath
Needed by poets
Will always be sacred –
You are my illustration –
More than my ideal –
My symbol of victory
Like the leaf of a palm-tree –
But you are also my pannier –
A kind of beast of burden
Carrying all the mistakes
I must never make –
And in the end as in the beginning
You are my love –
Where all poetry
Becomes leopards
Wild, untamed and free –
Where panic ends in sleep –
And muddy years have moved away –
No rust will settle on your panoply –
No brittle speech
Will rot your poems
Or mine –
You are my open respect
For bits of typewriters
And pieces of white paper –
Although the pain is
Terrible at times –
You are my altar
For a thousand dancing words –
Shänne Sands