It may be that a better way | to conquer time and world | is to pass and not to leave a trace-- | to pass, and not to leave a shadow |  | on the walls... To be, but by denial: | to break both mirror and reflection. | To ride the Caucasus like Lermontov | and not to wake the rocks |  | It may be that the better art | is with the hand of Bach | to leave the Organ undisturbed-- | to vanish, not to leave a cinder |  | for the urn... To be, but by deceit: | to strike yourself from latitudes. | To slip through time as through the sea | and not to break the waves.