loves of the prophets, ch. 2

For the word: it is in the midst of fifty, in pieces, & not one
sees, saying: Go down, but (you will) not understand the prophetess,

oracle, vision. Finite, the way we read scattered leaves; contingent.
Go down, & wanton eyes cease. & her by the way, & you, here, now, oh

lord, it is both your grave & the beginning hitherto: a great man
saying, "Since that was cast away, none shall hiss for the briers &

the feeble." It is both. Go down, & enter into Egypt: & from the sea:
even in the midst of shining, the earth shall flee/every one against

us in a war of light. It will overflow upon us, the living, in the
wantonness of our looking. It is required; we are conscripted, consumed,

even when we are as natives here in an unfamiliar land. Every high
place has its mind, its network of bees looking after: & we shall not

escape, nor want to. In our exile, the princes thereof, at least. We
each to each shall be as oaks for whom the land is the other. Our ears

shake in the sending forth; our necks beg for the sword of the mouth.
We shall have it. Or--as if we knew we came to err, to reap the

smoke of our meeting in this barren place, we arrive at our salvation:
when we remain, lifted up, an example, this ruin will be called

Holy. Even not. Having gone down to the waters, & remained. Remain
in wantonness, looking across: done, & still, & the houses are satisfied.