For light in the darkness
of the sunset of my days,
before I take the first step
on a journey that has no
beginning and no end.
I pack up all my things,
including hidden diamonds
like an old Jew on the run
to help me start over again.
Will I confront the pain
of the Sturm und Drang—
the erosion of humanity
or float in space and time
as some alien creature
in a state of ayurvedic bliss?