These wounds do not wish to pray

These wounds do not wish to pray
  their fall is counted in distance
  stars are kindred
but they have yet to burn –

These wounds have no taste of enemy
  their wishdom is lost in distance
  stars are kindred
but they have yet to yearn –

These wounds amount to the green of money
  their worth is allotted to distance
  stars are kindred
but they have yet to earn –