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10. THE HOUSE

We shall live for a long time, as long

as trees live next to the water,

as water washes over their roots,

and earth opens out toward the sky,

as Elizabeth goes out to meet Mary.

We shall live for a long, long time.

We shall build two tall houses:

one made of gold, one of darkness,

and both making the sounds of the sea.

They shall think that we are already gone . . .

Right then and there, we shall tell them:

“The heart of a person floats off

on water that is unseen, swift.

There, do you see it? Old time flies past,

like the dove from the days of Noah.”