The power of words, faery?
What is it? - I guessed - see!
I was embracing the air -
And there you are in it!
In tender hands, the circle,
Your light stature arose,
And from the land of snow
Our Face flew off.
Our association
Is possible in words.
I sang to you laudation -
And life arose in clods!
From the dust you appeared,
Maybe out of nix.
But more inmost than "We were" -
Our "Nothing" is!