Hymn for Zarathustra

Zarathustra, the Crucifixion, existential strife, and the mystical life. Written 2011.

A land flowing with milk and honey
Has its place in dreams and for those gone…
And for us?
It has been
It is now
It will be that war conducted on
Both sides and either shore:
I have looked out the window, I have stepped out the door, I have come off the mountain.
I have buried the dog, I have eaten your bread, I have taken your wine and your dead.

Gilded star, to whom do you speak? Three thieves were crucified that day
There’s still a burning and a storm in mind
When did it hole up in mine!
Herein, here?

Can you tell me what it is?
Can you tell me how to stand for it? How can one come here,
Coming to be believed in, and to be?
[To be free!?]

What have I said?