The Snow Leopard

	"The way is to climb
	The way is to lie still
	And let the moon do its work on your body
	And then to rise
	Through forests and oceans of lives
	And through the way of the black rocks, splitting, wide,
	And flow ten thousand miles."
	Well, I've had enough,
	Wasting my body, my life
	I'll come away, come away from the shallows
	But can this sullen child,
	As bound as the ox that I ride,
	Climb to the heart of the white wind, singing, high,
	And blow through my frozen eyes?