When my mouth forgets who you are…
and my wandering ears no longer recognize your voice…

When my hands don’t remember your touch…
neither your smell, nor your cloak,
neither your hand, nor your joke…

When my parched lips no longer pronounce your name…
neither your singing, nor your crying,
nor evoke you…anymore…

You will only understand when silence speaks to you…
Only when your heart listens,
with no more fear, from the shore…

Goodbye dove,
Goodbye god without lore.