• SONG OF THE GREATEST WISH
  • Ah, if liberty sang a song
    little
    as the larynx of a bird
    nowhere would there remain a tumbling wall.
    It would not take years
    to learn
    that every ruin signifies man's absence
    for the presence of man
    is restoration and renewal.
    Like a wound
    a lifelong
    bleeding
    like a wound
    a lifelong
    with pain beating
    eyes opening on the world in a cry
    in rancor disappearing
    thus was the great absence
    thus was the story of the ruin.
    Ah, if liberty sang a song
    little
    littler even than the larynx of a bird.