5101 The water that escapes

When you are bathing your body 

And you see the water that escapes 

Between your fingers, 

Take a good look because this 

Will be the simile of my feelings.

At that time, I will already be 

Oriented towards another east, 

My polar star will indicate 

Another north and you will have 

Nothing between your fingers.

You will attempt to grab, 

You will try to retain, 

You will struggle to hold, 

You will seek to keep, 

But I will have already flowed 

Between your fingers.

I will barely be 

An extinguished current, 

An evaporated wave, 

I will be memory of the past, 

You will not be able to drink from my pond 

Not even a drop of dew, 

Nor will you see my eddies flow 

In its torrents, 

Nothing will remain of my memory 

I will be moisture between your fingers.

When you are bathing your body 

And you see the water that escapes 

Between your fingers, 

Take a good look because this 

Will be the simile of my feelings.