Munch-Petersen, Gustaf Uddrag fra the gull

- this rock
is my place -
my eyes
are setting off on low wings
from this rock -
- this sea
is my life -
my eyes
are hovering on motionless wings
over this sea -
- my eyes
can grip only the far-off -
my eyes know no short distances -
- my eyes
have no colour to change -
my eyes are indifference to everything -
my eyes remember nothing but their unseen aim -
- my eyes
don't wait for anybody to rise -
my eyes know their place and their life -:
this rock -
this sea -
- everything else is dead unto my eyes -