The lake: shape of a dress thrown haphazardly onto the ground.
One evening late, all the people of the village came to divest
themselves of their sins, washed them into the lake,
which swallowing , simultaneously caught hold of the sky,
held it in a petrified grasp; sky that never had a care.
Two swans, two mute glories, some distance apart;
two matches frozen at the point of flaming appeared on the water
at the precise moment of the immersion. People say
their plumage shone with unearthly brightness. It is said in the village
that they appear every time a sinner divests himself of his sin;that the light is the light of innocence.