Stir silent tale of deserts,
He heads up, high.
Trembling words offended goddesses
And ready to fly off the tongue…
Refracted bend angry eyebrow,
Claws buried in the sand…
I hear the forgotten word: H b u s in a
a forgotten, living language…
But ready dug into the loose sand
Straightened his legs…
And in front of me again - only a secret hint -
Undisclosed dreams triumph.
