Could I Follow You

Could I follow you far away,
further than everything you know,
out into the loneliness
of the world's outermost places,
where the Galaxy unfurls
a gaudy dead spume
and where you seek a stronghold
in heady rooms.

I know: it will not be.

But when you climb shivering
blind from your christening,
straight through space
shall I hear your cry,
to be new arms to you,
to be close in another world to you
amongst things with an unborn name.

Translated into English by Jenny Nunn in "To a friend".

Swedish original

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