I waited a long time - you came late,
But in anticipation of revived spirit,
I went to dusk, but tearless
I strained my eyes and, and hearing.
When the first burst into flames,
And a word to the sky it started, –
crashed ice, the last stone
fell, - and took over the heart.
You're in the white blizzard, in a snowy moan
Again sorceress floated,
And in the eternal light, in the eternal ringing
Churches mixed dome.
27 November 1901
