O graceful cloud,
Riding so gently on the wind,
You must be bearing
A purified image of me
In your white memory.
It is with my glances
That, free and light,
I am following you in your journey;
And I feel as if
You are holding me in your arms,
My head lying on your life-cherishing breast.
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