5

With echoes for neighbors
we will die together
and live in the shadow of the seasons,
in dust,
in the open book of prairies,
in grass we trampled once
and signed with our footprints.

We will stay like relics
of our kind
for our kind--
reminders, shadows,
echoes of echoes.

from 'Voices' by Adonis (Ali Ahmed Said), Transformations of the Lover