Dream Variation

If I’m the last hunter in the worldI’ll stand on the horizonfacing the lonely forestand raise my gun(It’s the last gun in the worldloaded with the last bullet)

I see a doeI see a river deerI see a squirreleach with its ears erectlistening for the final sound of deathBut in the endI don’t shootbecause Ihear the voices ofpeople behind meandthe ocean with its rising tide

And soI turn aroundand see the ancient sunMy fate’s formsare in the sun’s shadowI put my gun downin the place in front of death

Of course, after this daythe symphony of life will once again fill the great forest

I’ll see purple flowersbloom on that bulletIn the barrel of the gun I’ll hearwords of love betweenhumans and natureAnd I’ll hear fate’s callheading towardthe eternal mountainsI’ll hear an elder say my ancestorsare fast asleep there