I don’t think I’ll live to see
The first astronaut
Who will see the stars
In the timeless cosmos.
When he comes back
I will have made my own journey
Into space
From which no one
Returns.
When he talks
About Alpha Centauri,
About light years
In constellation nebulas –
I will have long since
Stopped speaking
And will have turned
Into a wandering piece of dust
In the cosmic night.
The crowds in joy will carry
The astronaut in their arms,
They’ll keep his spacesuit
In a museum.
But the wind also
Joyfully carries the leaves –
Carries the holy remains
Of summer…
I can be a piece of dust
In the expanse of the sky,
I can be a leaf
In the captivity of fall.
I know who owns this
Great universe –
The leaf,
Dust, autumn,
Constellations, wind.
(Leonardas Andriekus)
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