POEM ninety-fifth (excerpt)

POEM ninety-fifth (excerpt) 

A hunger for all, a hunger for all. 
Hungry you are, than you think, what you're 
ready to think. Of those who remain. The departing 
and those who accompany them. Of things good and evil made, 
the silence of the drums, and the silence of the drums. 
Famine of sin, the fire, the amazement and blue. 
Hungry for me, you. With fury. Future. And things 
who do not know or find their way. Of which 
They pray, of singing, of those who follow the stars 
and looking at the past on the shoulders of a time 
seeking himself. Hunger coastal oceans, 
the hunger of the forest men and white birds 
married to the sea. 

Joaquim Pessoa, in Save the Fire