And where has the night gone?
Look! Hades has captured the moon!
A yellow sphere now rises.
And where have the months gone?
Last year lays in ruins,
Its worthy acts already forgotten.
And as each day kills the stars above
Who will have their revenge at dusk
My body is massaged
By a westerly breeze.
Back and forth the hammock sways
Allowing exhaustion to serenade me.
27 January 2002
17 February 2005