Hardly had I thought I should learn to perish;
Ever young, enwrapped in my robe I wandered,
Raising dreamy eyes to the star styled often
Solitude's symbol.
All at once, however, you crossed my pathway -
Suffering - you, painfully...
What loneliness
to find no meaning
when there is a meaning
And what loneliness
to be blind in the full light of day,
and deaf, what loneliness,
amidst the swelling of a song
But not to understand
when there is no meaning,
and...
The bone is a joy only when it's the forehead bone,
when it protects, does not disjoin,
as are the alkaline vertebrae
from the difficult depths of the flesh and the wedding.
I'm resigned to losing the habit
of my manner of being,
but...
