Cord
We are falling down towards a white-hot gaseous ball – a thermonuclear reaction concentrated in empty space. This fact sets the order of the day and it is therefore difficult not to accept it as such.
Before the silver cord is severed, and the golden bowl is broken; before the pitcher is shattered at the spring, and the wheel broken at the well.
(transl. Magdalena Małek-Andrzejowska)