πνεῦμα

By definition,
"To define" is "to limit,"
de finitio,
"make finite."

So gentle, this thing,
I will hesitate to define it
with a box that will suffocate it,

So gentle this thing,
I cannot draw limits to it,
and arrest it to one thing.

And so gentle this thing,
it makes a sound so slight,
like a heart breaking forever.

So gentle this thing,
I cannot bear to listen as if
it was my own heart breaking,

So gentle this thing,
I might not be able to bear it.

For I may be the only one bearing it,
As defined.

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