a boy in white danced under the glistening sun

his eyes are both blue; he left the trees in awe

the boy in white danced under the bright blue sky

as gentle as the breeze blowing under his arms

gracefully spinned around and round

one time, two times

his clock was already a minute past his usual time

tempus fugit! look at how swift the time passed by

the boy in white ran to the place he always belongs

his feet were the color of the nature

pristine, ethereal

and so long as the earth shall survive 

and as each spring shall see it covered with flowers 

the yellow Rudbeckia 

will preserve his glorious name

evermore.

—d.