What comes tomorrow

What comes tomorrow? Perhaps not you. Perhaps another embrace and a new touch and a similar pain... I shall leave you with a knowledge like no other: I shall return as a part of your own pain. I shall come to you from another heaven with a new resolve. I shall come to you from another star with a same glance. I shall come to you with my old yearning in a new features. I shall come to you a stranger, evil and faithful with the footsteps of a beast from your heart's far-off desert home. You will fight me, hard and powerless, as you would fight your fate, your happiness, your star. I shall smile and twirl silk threads around my finger and the little spool of your fate I shall hide in the fold of my dress.

Edith Södergran