The sand at dusk

by Bendu on 週一, 23 三月 2009 評論
I spilled all my goods on the sand,
My body, my soul and my gold,
I expect nothing, nothing but the wave
That all of a sudden will cut my links.

I desire nothing but desiring nothing,
Doing nothing, knowing nothing.
At last there is nothing, nothing that I can do, My hands wide open on the sea.

May this gold blaze hard on the shore,
Then plunge in a darker, farther light
That shines behind ages and oceans,
Baking the world in the glow that preceded it.

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