from Proverbs and Tiny Songs 12 by Antonio Machado

To die. . .To fall like a drop
of sea water into the immense sea?
Or to be what I have never been:
one man, without shadow, without dream,
a man alone, walking
with no road, with no mirror?

translated by Robert Bly

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