as the tree sleep approaches
the church becomes
visible
som træsøvnen nærmer sig
bliver kirken
synlig
a gold hippo dances
where the starving should eat
en guldflodhest danser
hvor de sultende skulle spise
as my fingers freeze
my sense of being anture renatu nature
grows
mens mine fingre fryser
vokser min fornemmelse af
at være antur ranut natur
a spoonful of ghee
and the porridge is ready
en skefuld ghee
og grøden er klar
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