The one who believed in heavenAnd the one who did notBoth loved a beautiful womanThe prisoner those soldiers caughtWhich one climbed the ladder thenWhich stood guard below apartThe one who believed in heavenOr the one who did notNo matter what name is givenTo what illuminates their lotWhether one joined a congregationAnd the other shrank from thatThe one who believed in heavenAnd the one who did notFor both were faithful menTrue in their lips arms and heartAnd both agreed without questionTo spare her and see what fate broughtThe one who believed in heavenAnd the one who did notMad is the fastidious oneWhen hail pounds wheat fields flatMad too the selfish oneIn the common heart of combatThe one who believed in heavenAnd the one who did notFrom the citadel's highest pylonTwice the sentinel shotOne staggered as if drunkenThe other dropped Which will die of thatThe one who believed in heavenOr the one who did notSome languish in prisonBut who got the worst straw matWho shivered half frozenAnd who preferred the squalid ratThe one who believed in heavenOr the one who did notA rebel loves his rebellionLike one bell note our sobs conflateWhen cruel dawn begins to lightenEach has departed to his fateThe one who believed in heavenAnd the one who did notRepeating the name of the oneNeither betrayed or forgotAnd their blood will reddenThe same lustrous scarletThe one who believed in heavenand the one who did notInto the beloved earth it will runMingling with the roots of the MuscatTo ripen in a future season.
Ripe Plums on a plum tree
A plum tree
Prunus domesticaThat fruit their dying begotThe one who believed in HeavenAnd the one who did notOne runs the other flies on pinionsFrom Brittany to the JuraAnd the cricket will sing againFrom raspberry or plum tree boughSing flute sing violinOf a double love that waxed hotSwallow and lark beginSing the...