Weave a carpet for us, Bodil,
weave it from dreams and visions,
weave it out of wind,
so that I, like a Bedouin, can
roll it out when I pray,
pull it around me
when I sleep,
and then every morning cry out,
“Table, set yourself!”
Weave it
for a cape in the cold weather,
and a sail
for my boat!
One day I will sit down on the carpet
and sail away on it
to another world.
We're the sum of ourselves.
As opposed to a “not thinking chitalia”
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A wonderful poem!
I’m glad you like it.
Now that is lovely. Thank you for sharing Leonard:-)
You’re welcome. I find these poems by Hauge very special.
I think they are special too.
I’m glad we agree.
Me too:-)
a beautiful share…thank you 🙂
Thank you. I’m glad you liked it.
You are welcome!