Axis

By Octavio Paz

Through the conduits of blood

my body in your body

                                spring of night

my tongue of sun in your forest

                                              your body a kneading trough

I red wheat

                Through conduits of bone

I night I water

                    I forest that moves forward

I tongue

            I body

                      I sun-bone

Through the conduits of night

                                          spring of bodies

You night of wheat

                            you forest in the sun

you waiting water

                          you kneading trough of bones

Through the conduits of sun

                                        my night in your night

my sun in your sun

                            my wheat in your kneading trough

your forest in my tongue

                                    Through the conduits of the body

water in the night

                          your body in my body

Spring of bones

                        Spring of suns