Reaching high
it comes to me
that yes
you really do now see
you will sleep
peacefully.
And as you said to me
on what you hoped
your last day would be:
Go out again
to the Winter-sweet,
where first it seemed
there was no scent.
Then when I went
the evening dew
was on the blooms.
There was a fragrance
filling the sky,
as you told me
you are ready to fly.
I mentioned
to your dear friend
you now know
where to wait
looking through
to heavens gate.
- s S s -
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