Between what i see in a field and what I see in another field<br />There passes for a moment the figure of a man.<br />His steps go with “him” in the same reality,<br />But I look at him and them, and they’re two things:<br />The “man” goes walking with his ideas, false and foreign,<br />And his steps go with the ancient system that makes legs walk.<br />I see him from a distance without any opinion at all.<br />How perfect that he is in him what he is — his body,<br />His true reality which doesn’t have desires or hopes,<br />But muscles and the sure and impersonal way of using them.