Munch-Petersen, Gustaf spring journey

spring journey

- by night I left the world's house,
wandered deep into
leaving each door unclosed -
no stars were there, no sun, no moon,
I fought through barren wildernesses
with blindness lurking
on each step, with corroding poison
eating the sight of soul and body -
I went still deeper -,
I groped through rocky darkness
into utter void -
my eyes had died,
all sound had fled,
the soul shrank in dread, the last,
from nothingness -
- I staggered
deeper -
and from beyond despair
read with blinded eyes
the tale of man's spring -
carved in stone -
fuller and truer -
redeeming everything -
like a flower -