Tell me about yourself. I've forgotten about people. Among the white shards
MMXVII
Tell me about yourself.
I've forgotten about people.
Among the white shards
Of the ice of dead seas.
Tell me about home.
I'm tired of hardship.
Let warmth spread out
From pleasant cares.
Tell me about the garden.
I've lost my way here.
In riotous bloom it will
Let me find it.
Just quietly say,
That I don't live in vain.
And beyond the eternal ice
I'll see the spring.