The Dawn of Consciousness

"What is your name?"—
Tears.
"Have we met before?"—
In destiny's gaps.

"Have you touched this body?"—
In joy's lament.
"Why such anguish within the chest?"—
In the crowd of wounds.
"How have you loved?"—
Silently withdrawing.

Come, let us return home—
stopping the long river's flow.
"Will you let me mend your shattered heart?"—
In the final hour.

Your body's piercing fragrance
torments me each moment.

"Will you let me stop your weeping?"—
After death.