Полудели слънца

                                                 надничат

                                                 в прегорелите

                                                 спомени.

                                                 Пресъхнали извори,

                                                 като счупени

                                                 кръстове обич,

                                                 поглъщат

                                                 откъснати вопли.

                                                 Неродени мечти,

                                                 като вечно

                                                 страдание,

                                                 разпиляват

                                                 звезда след звезда.

                                                 А дъгата,

                                                 усмихната,

                                                 отпива от бъдното

                                                 и танцува

                                                 с последната си

                                                 любов.