Caen Lunas

From the cold statute of silence
a luminous leaf falls
and hits with its numerous veins, coffins

From the shadows shot by eyelashes
from the shadows shot by eyelashes

And on the earth, bones will sweeten
like time sweetens the fallen leaves
a horse cut out of the night
its ribs on fire

Moons fall in the mist, one by one
moons fall in the mist, one by one
from the shadows shot by eyelashes
moons fall in the mist, one by one.