I wait a cold day,
Twilight Gray I wait.
heart sank, ringing:
You said: "I will come, –
Wait at the crossroads - away
Crowded and colorful road,
To a land of greatness
You could not be separated.
Quietly come and stand still,
As your heart, ringing,
you unlock the door
In the twilight of a winter's day ".
21 November 1901
