The One Who Knows the Stars

The sands of the road listen
to the songs of long silent stars
The words “the dream is certain” whirl up a cloud of dust
Waves rise up in the wind
and vanish as is their fate
What do they show this transient life? In order to eliminate
the uncertainty of a moonless night,
far away they answer me – Oh trees, what is it that you know?
Oh wind, invite me to that land!
Oh trees, protect my dream!
Oh waves, cleanse the path I take!
Oh sands, illustrate the reason why! The sands of the road listen
to the songs of long silent stars
The words “the dream is certain” whirl up a cloud of dust