Good bye, you gleaming universe
with all of your tiny miracles,
I wave for a minute, hoping you will all know,
how much I cared and how much I have seen from you.
Flickering breaths in the lungs of heavenly creatures,
those who you love, even if the lecture
said to avoid feelings and pure love
with beings who one day will die.
Good bye, ginger or blond ringlets and kind dimples,
to all the raspy voices and bristles,
to eyes deep like your footprints in the snow
and to the music I heard shouting from all of your souls.