Lonely Star

A lonely star This August night Who are you? I can't figure out With all my knowledge of the night sky At a place several thousand miles From mine Where I don't know Which is east and west Who are you Staring at me this lonely night At me in my armchair Eyes fixed on the dome above? Whoever you are We have been together Through distant ages Our unfamiliarity now Conceals a closeness Through several eons Star you are In my bosom dome I have been looking at you From cradle till now You will be there over my grave Staring at me when the dew Struggles to hold on to grass-blade tips In the ground frost at my funeral ground Oh what a sweet knowing that is The dew, the grass, the star and me All together in close embrace! Has life ever been sweeter than this? !