And late, and dark. Leave without desires
Rebellious joy God's House.
He graduated from the light path, I will not wait for appointments,
How to go there, - and go out, do not know.
Last breath, and secret, and bottomless,
last plea, last clear view -
And circuitous darkness, dream lit,
A light years - does not return back.
Even in the darkness of another, without the old forces
Mute othožu, leaving a clear Breg,
And not to see him - perhaps, to the grave,
Maybe, not to meet ever.
6 June 1901
