
The only place that remains
is the place of others.
Somewhere you are death,
somewhere you are life,
but at yourself, you do not exist,
never has and never will.
Just as morning silently awakens,
consciousness is entering man:
that in his dream within himself, he does not exist,
never has and never will.
When the skies clear,
he will see if anyone is there.
If he lives only for himself,
no one will be there.
