You passed in the same way
the comets surround the earth-
without touching it,
but leaving behind them
only shooting stars.
I would meet you,
I would be able to touch you,
But everything inside
would become a suffering.
I prefer my solitude,
which is as elliptical as
an ordinary rock
and which is forgotten
on the seashore.
‘Tis increasingly defined
by the waves.
I prefer that solitude,
Which is always
misapprehended
by the people around.
Day by day, it is
harder and harder for me
to understand
my inner being.
I enter the timeless realm of change
and I dissolve my memories
in a final wave,
which is a little more tuneful
until ceasing to exist.
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