Another Dream of Burial

dreamed 2009 or before, by W.S. Merwin

Sometimes it is a walled garden with the stone over the entrance broken and inside it a few silent dried-up weeds or it may be a long pool perfectly still with the clear water revealing no color but that of the gray stone around it and once there was in a painting of a landscape one torn place imperfectly mended that showed the darkness under it but still I have set nothing down and turned and walked away from it into the whole world