domus esse arae

rem veram anquisivi
ignominiam tuli
inaequaliter volavi
et vix me facta sum

are you green?
do you turn?

do you keep the rivers flowing?

and is there something growing
at your feet?

and is the night inside you, sometimes?
and do you, slowly, wind it down?

do you fly?
or do you follow?

and do you settle
late, to rest?