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.