So that was it
The infinite journey of life.
Whoever, humbly, worshipped much
Lacked the time to cry.

Look for the drunkard
Who read in your eyes.
Find the one who told you then
That you would cry for youth.

Look also for your enemies
Who made you cry.
Tell them how they did well
That you will not forget them.

Look for the midwife
Who heard your first cry.
Ask her if she can
Repeat this miracle.