"Someday
in the past, he will find her" she says, and with this she turns
away and vanishes
into the heavy clouds of an early
summer afternoon, without looking back for even
once.
And he
says to the motionless clouds
each kept away from the other by a
perpetual, reciprocal yearning to
touch, merge, and be happy together, knowing that she will
hear from behind one of them,
however far away:
"Yes,
someday, when future embraces the past, when the earliest bird of a
virgin spring morning promising
the most sunny sunshine relishes the last drop of the
nightly dew untainted by any dreams of unease,
when the two exchange an unclouded, identical
smile like a pair of blessed twins, I shall see you on the way at a
timeless, placeless place, and we shall greet as one traveller
greets another.
"All the
best my dear friend. And farewell with my
heart."
