A Farewell Conversation

- You're so quiet.

     I know.


- What's on your mind?

     Only one thing, my friend,
     how to leave the world
     behind, trying to think of
     a way out of this place, to
     make my escape, to abandon
     this race...


- How will you do it?

     Of that, I'm not sure, but
     give me a day, a week, or
     perhaps a bit more; but I
     will come up with something,
     of this I am sure...


- Where will you go? With whom will you be?

     Alone I will be, in
     a much better place;
     where the water is clean
     and the grass is so green,
     where birds sing their songs on
     the back of a breeze.

     Where there's a sky so blue
     with clouds pearl white,
     the sun guards the day, a
     canopy of stars, the night...


- But won't you be lonely with no one to see?

     Not in the least...
     I'll finally be free.