You hid fog,
And the voice was weak.
I remember these cheats,
I remember, submissive slave.
You crowned crown
Another dawn quirks.
I remember the steps of the throne
And your first strict court.
What pale dresses!
What a strange silence!
And lilies full of arms,
And you're not thinking you look…
Who knows, where it was?
Where fallen star?
What are the words to say,
Are you saying then?
But how could I not know
White flower river
And these pale dresses,
and countries, white hint?
May 1902
