1 Your body is closed Like a circle of magic. I have drawn it with my blood But the Jinni stole its enigmatic letter. Your body is closed Like a myth walking by feet Like the back of a great tortoise. 2 I have not tried to open your body. I have lacked the knives and the wild dances. I have lacked hoes and bayonets. I have lacked bolt of the blue and meaning. 3 Meaning of what? Meaning of contemporary lies. I was as honest as a prophet. Meaning of what? Meaning of artificial rain. I was full of water as a great Euphrates. Meaning of what? Meaning of selling and buying. Yes, I was the great loser. 4 Your body is closed. I said to Time: "Give me a spear To break the back of the tortoise." He gave me a letter. The letter – O! Puzzling woman – does not break The back of the tortoise But it writes amulets and puzzlements on it. 5 Your body is closed. I needed to go into To see the sun I am the blind who lost his sight One thousand years before the Christ's nativity. I needed to go into To touch on the feast I am the orphan who lost his father In the market's crowding. To sit on the throne I am the prince who lost royalty Among the crowded plots and conspiracies. To write a poem I am the letter that lost his great poet Among the crowded images and meanings. To catch the prophethood's bird I am the blood that lost its heart In the great crowded indifference. You body is closed. I needed to go into To open the gates of paradise I am the saint whose partisans crucified In the jam of the event In the jam of the quake Then they cried at him to the death.