Each one goes, into the cave of the child
finds shadows of birds, fish
reptiles alive on the walls
the games of sand and water
that filled the universe.

All things disperse, now
as the night falls into immensity
the sky, once like a carousel,
has undone its marquee.

You return to the depths of childhood
where each is lost, lost inside a world
of fleeting figures.

Like everyone, you will struggle at the door of the cave
against reflections that still slip through.

translated by by Karen Solie