GARGNANO

GREEN star Sirius

Dribbling over the lake;

The stars have gone so far on their road,

Yet we're awake!

Without a sound

The new young year comes in

And is half-way over the lake.

We must begin

Again. This love so full

Of hate has hurt us so,

We lie side by side

Moored — but no,

Let me get up

And wash quite clean

Of this hate.—

So green

The great star goes!

I am washed quite clean,

Quite clean of it all.

But e'en

So cold, so cold and clean

Now the hate is gone!

It is all no good,

I am chilled to the bone

Now the hate is gone;

There is nothing left;

I am pure like bone,

Of all feeling bereft.