Sometimes in the water
I see fish dive
Cause my eyes are clean
Sometimes I taste
the sweetness of an olive
Cause I learn to be satisfying
Sometimes I yearn
to follow the lyre’s call
Cause of its tunes, comforting
Sometimes I can
smell raspberries in the fall
Cause you’re here, smiling
Wishes erupt and echo
People come and go
You still feel life from the lifeless
And I will keep breathing in the vacuum
Do not forget
That we flamed ardently in the summer bush
And grew lonely under the winter sun