Answer:
Thanks to the word
that says thanks!
Thanks to thanks,
word
5. that melts
iron and snow!
The world is a threatening place
until
thanks
10. makes the rounds
from one pair of lips to another,
soft as a bright
feather
and sweet as a petal of sugar,
15. filling the mouth with its sound
or else a mumbled
whisper.
Life becomes human again:
it's no longer an open window.
20. A bit of brightness
strikes into the forest,
and we can sing again beneath the leaves.
Thanks, you're the medicine we take
to save us from
25. the bite of scorn.
Your light brightens the altar of harshness.
Or maybe
a tapestry
known
30. to far distant peoples.
Travelers
fan out
into the wilds,
and in that jungle
35 of strangers,
mercio
rings out
while the hustling train
changes countries,
40. sweeping away borders,
then spasiboo
clinging to pointy
volcanoes, to fire and freezing cold,
or danke,o yes! and gracias,o and
45. the world turns into a table:
