Once,
I heard you sing...

your whisper (when it made the sky quiver)
was like a lonely dancer...

your leaves
(when they part with you in autumn...

I thought I knew
my place in the world...

You know, you really do give me strength
in your fractured fragility...

In darkness quivering stark and cold,
you rise to walk with blackened soles...

In water and echoes,
I swim and swallow...

In the sun, the shining sun,
you in your glittering fun...

Swim!
Just like how we used to...

Your breath became the smoke I see;
Your smile would shine in fire and light...