I saw sun sparkles on the river
That quietly splashed - a shimmering silk.
And Janus-faced shore asked the shiver:
- You are on water or on milk?

And in hot air, fragile air shatter
High-tension swift began to swell
Or maybe bittern - once notes scatter
You cannot tell. But you can tell

A heavy rumble, clangor furious,
Threshold of bitter days implied
And impenetrable fogs various
Just here on the human side.