ACCOUNT OF MY DAYS
Sequence: 7
THE AFTER-ETERNITY
the western wind has passed
leaves in the trees no longer shake
I can tell how content I am
by the way I let myself go
and don't regret anything or complain
I tell the spider in the kitchen
and the bare light coming over the hill
and the still leaves covering their twigs
we have lived forever already
this instant has never passed
we have been held in it unshaken
this is simply the after-eternity
we have set off to one side
and now moved into where we try
how it would be if time moved us