"Walk" by Saho Asada
Walk
by Saho Asada
If the gentle roundness of our arms
Around the napes of each other's necks
Quietly adorns our two naked bodies,
Beating in the dark of night,
Like garlands of benediction
On a long journey-
We can start walking
To where the earth becomes round.
At the twenty-sixth hour
Something like invisible snow
Soundlessly falls and stays,
Making the earth brighter than any dawn.
Then we can remember clearly
Everything that shines
We can cross the river easily.
It is the nocturnal river
Cutting through the headlands
That have witnessed our footprints.
From Other Side River.
by Saho Asada
If the gentle roundness of our arms
Around the napes of each other's necks
Quietly adorns our two naked bodies,
Beating in the dark of night,
Like garlands of benediction
On a long journey-
We can start walking
To where the earth becomes round.
At the twenty-sixth hour
Something like invisible snow
Soundlessly falls and stays,
Making the earth brighter than any dawn.
Then we can remember clearly
Everything that shines
We can cross the river easily.
It is the nocturnal river
Cutting through the headlands
That have witnessed our footprints.
From Other Side River.