Something On Earth

Something must have happened

On earth

The clouds

That towered

For days and nights above the steppe

Pushing dents

In my winter-tired tent

Are bursting apart now

Moving on in gray clumps

Perhaps a knot loosened

From the great tent whose roof struts

Are beams of sun, moon and wind

Or it was you who sent a bright thought

This way or lured from a hiding place

The dream which

Long expected

Only arrived last night

And which I

Hunkered in hope

Passed on to the coming day.

Galsan Tschinag