The dead ringing of distant steps
Dust
The first breath in, the last groan out
Dust
Cruel laughter at time
Dust
Sin holding sway over the world
Dust
Unbuilt granite of walls
Dust
That light attracts
Dust
Now the lament of yesterday’s heights
Dust
The convicted and the executioner
Dust
The rainbow crown of its beginning
The end of which was never dreamed
Dust
Nothing over nothing
Dust
That is called fate
Translated by Richard McKane