Everything is farand long gone by.
I think that the starglittering above mehas been dead for a million years.
I think there were tearsin the car I heard passand something terrible was said.
A clock has stopped striking in the houseacross the road…When did it start?…I would like to step out of my heartan go walking beneath the enormous sky.
I would like to pray.
And surely of all the stars that perishedlong ago,one still exists.
I think that I knowwhich one it is—which one, at the end of its beam in the sky,stands like a white city…
