Raven, i see blue, inkwashed sky, the trees sway as animatedly and rhythmically as underwater plants. I couldn't think of the forest, in the meantime, I was absorbed in the fight. I am losing strength, Raven, like through an invisible valve, from one day to the next, he leaves my muscles, my limbs, my stamina weakened. I think of the forest, today, he came back to me. I could maybe walk that path- barely! When it hurts me, suddenly, to see, what lives. summer, Raven, summer, The life, this fraction, that you live ….. this first, second and third fraction …. You fly ahead alone, Raven, later, when it dawns, scurry through the foliage and let yourself be carried like a swimmer on your back through the blue of the evening. I can't come with you. I would get sick, to carry my weight on my legs. I would get sick, to taste this beauty, alone—-I see everything only through my body, I see everything only through my pain. Please call me, when you see a hippopotamus in the forest ….. then comes the cripple and love clochard ….and will see something, not through his body, not through his pain.