across the sea to beloved princess

Gustaf Munch-Petersen: Towards Jerusalem

your surge never

reaches my coast

my breath darkens

your crown

and raises altar

upon altar to a

greater circle –

your love darkens

your star –

your

hand is scepter-happiness

my hand is

sacrificial knife –

bind my heart,

high princess, but

beware:

sacrificial knife, sacrificial knife

is the name of my right hand –