Wear out your wounds
wear out your springs
wear out your reasons to cry
wear out the mirror
wear out the eyes in the mirror
wear out your small flowers
wear them out
wear out your black towers
wear out
wear out your gentle hands
wear out your rocks
wear out the summer
wear out the loving tongue
Mikael Ejdemyr
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/prayer-of-haqvin-wijndruf-1695-1725-the-night-before-his-execution/
