What is the death of all things?
Wonderful:
Dead leaves, dead bodies
And a crescent moon.
Every flower knows a secret.
The forest guards it:
The circumference of the moon around the earth.
This is the orbit of death.
The moon rotates like a flower.
Magic cloth,
The moon covers all life.
Wonderful net.
The sickle of the moon cuts flowers.
On a late autumn night,
All the flowers look forward to the kiss of the moon.
In endless desire.