There must be a sanctuary here
so clear are the bells inviting
me, then here, then there

the ordinary recedes, opening
pieces of heaven, commm commm
commm tolls a big bell

Children dance me in
where the organ exults in light light
A breaker puts down weights

they are also sacred here
He rolls out his voice and builds
ever heavier walls

without the blood in the darkness
of his veins knowing what is happening
and not being able to imagine it

Over there people are dancing arm in arm
closer by the noise ebbs away
in repeated syllable cries

Rumbling in the distance
In the thin atmosphere I whistle
myself a body