The poem
Telling you all would take too long. Besides, we read in the Bible how the good is harmful and how misfortune is good.
Let's invite something new by unifying our silences; if, then and there, we advance, we'll know it soon enough.
And yet towards evening, when his memory is persistent, one belated curiousity stops him before the mirror.
We don't know if he is frightened. But he stays, he is engrossed, and, facing his reflection, transports himself somewhere else.