Beauty without sex:
No love, no envy,
No scent that arouses,
No desire, no pain,
Violets inviolate,
Memory’s roses,
A painted daisy that doesn’t need sun or rain.
No jealousy, no farewell, no setting sun,
No justice, no revenge,
No waiting, no hurry.
No child wondering if she is the one,
No river, no plunge,
No rumor, no particle, no worry.
Large clouds; large, large clouds,
The large outdoors,
Translation, music,
This poem, and sometimes you.
Large clouds. One minute. Never a minute, or two.