Following Footpath

Святослава Лученко
This warm snow after you - kept on melting:
Every print – every step, every move.
It dispersed strange awareness, felt in…
And calmed down when the fog stroke it through.

Bright-eyed Shepherd Rolls Cart notwithstanding
That those tracks, trampled down to the sky,
I’m just catching my full understanding -
All your moves, and dimensions, and signs.


Translated by Iouri Lazirko