he remembers

The stone
crouches in
us in it
even if
our
eye
in search
after him
got lost

One feels
him in
his own
hand
he is
warm of the
Inner
sunlight
still

He knows
his
time
in the universe
themselves
even
not

But keep it
you get it
completely fleeting
under the
mind solid
he remembers
to our
will
from the
Stardust
our
End and
Offense

The soul
even
has its own
odor
in the breath
adopted
up
him out
at that time
later
we have become