Ani stéblo nepohne se,
velké ticho nad vodami.
Ticho nade stromy v lese.
Byli s námi, a jsme sami.
Nezavolá, nezaprosí
nikdo slovy horoucími.
Vyschlá krůpěj ranní rosy.
Nejsme s nimi; budem’ s nimi!
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