The Window

Juniper, Pigments, Metal Base and Stands
  |   $12,000


Bird, Juniper, Wood


The Window
by Leonard Cohen
Why do you stand by the window / Abandoned to beauty and pride / The thorn of the night in your bosom
The spear of the age in your side / Lost in the rages of fragrance / Lost in the rags of remorse / Lost in the waves of a sickness / That loosens the high silver nervesOh chosen love, Oh frozen love / Oh tangle of matter and ghost / Oh darling of angels, demons and saints / And the whole broken-hearted host / Gentle this soul

And come forth from the cloud of unknowing / And kiss the cheek of the moon / The New Jerusalem glowing / Why tarry all night in the ruin / And leave no word of discomfort / And leave no observer to mourn / But climb on your tears and be silent / Like a rose on its ladder of thorns

Oh chosen love, Oh frozen love

Then lay your rose on the fire / The fire give up to the sun / The sun give over to splendour / In the arms of the high holy one / For the holy one dreams of a letter / Dreams of a letter’s death / Oh bless thee continuous stutter / Of the word being made into flesh