I am the bird that knocks at your window in the morning
and your companion, whom you cannot know,
the blossoms that light up for the blind.
I am the glacier’s crest above the forests, the dazzling oneand the brass voices from cathedral towers.The thought that suddenly comes over you at middayand fills you with a singular happiness.
I am one you have loved long ago.I walk alongside you by day and look intently at youand put my mouth on your heartbut you don’t know it.
I am your third arm and your secondshadow, the white one,whom you don’t have the heart forand who cannot ever forget you.
translated from the Norwegian
by Roger Greenwald