Once, I was the moon

the stars my brothers

my mother, the night

in time I waned


I heard them sing the Requiem



Then I was a stream

flowing, no moment caught me         still

I flowed into the ocean and was gone


They sang another Requiem



I then became a forest

a woods vast and deep…

…ages passed and so did I


And yet another Requiem



But now i am a man and when i sit by the stream on a moonlit night

the forest speaks to me – in words long forgotten

ah, that i might remember

perhaps i wasn’t meant to be a man


(i think that i must be the requiem)