And in becoming My sleepless state Betrothed For eyes unblunk Are surely Tearwater Drunk These eyes are bound with secret knots Phantoms lurk beneath the timbering hole, The roar of thunder in the blue sky of noon, In jesting the orchids, plumage, blood clots Bees are honeycombing through the lions body, Raven sharpens her beak on olding stone, Lotus flowers breeding with baby dragons, In jesting the frogs, feathers, frost And in becoming, my sleepless state Eyelids shuddering like petals in the breeze Eye spoke, The undying sun will never let us sleep The undying moon will never let us sleep The undying stars will never let us sleep