Alberto Caeiro

Love is a company.
I no longer know how to walk the roads alone,
For I’m no longer able to walk alone.

When spring arrives,
If I’m already dead,
The flowers will flower in the same way
And the trees will not be less green than last spring.
Reality doesn’t need me.

It makes me enormously happy
To think that my death is of no importance whatsoever

You can pray in Latin over my coffin, if you like.
If you like, you can sing and dance in a circle around it.
I have no preferences for when I can no longer have preferences.
What will be, when it is, is what it will be when it is.

One, like a child, I suddenly got tired.
I closed my eyes and fell asleep.