Your Body Is Your Elegy
Last winter, our troops withdrew in a great haste
without time to serve you a decent burial
This summer, we marched back
without finding the cross
we hurriedly erected for you
After the snow melted
you began to dissolve
in the warmer wind blown from the south
in the chirping of birds returning
and during the convalescing soil's awakening
You exist within the stipa grass
among the mallow flowers
and amidst the spruce saplings
Embracing the revitalized forests
You manifest as the gradually expanding streams
meandering across the healing earth
unfurling and growing
You are the glistening reflections of
rippling water
subliming in the air
we breathe in
As we continue to march forward
ready for our counteroffensive, you
transmute into mist, moistening our parched lips that
whisper a hymn
Your memorable elegy
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