In the beginning

A single voice

And the light and shade

Played naked

Ruinous games

In torrid dampness

And sweat!

Far away from the cicadas

I lay down

Myself

On the marbled floor

Gasping-

The touch of ice flakes!

Time

Once again

Had fled-

Memories in their rhythmic walk

Ebbed

And the stars

Closed in

On my lake!

Sunrise-

I am dead!