You, you only, exist.
We pass away, till at last,
our...
You, darkness, that I come from
I love you more than all...
You who never arrived
in my arms, Beloved, who were lost...
World was in the face of the beloved--,
but suddenly it...
That is my window. Just now
I have so softly wakened.
Who says that all must vanish?
Who knows, perhaps the...
What fields are as fragrant as your hands?
You feel how...
What birds plunge through is not the intimate space,
in...
My whole life is mine, but whoever says so
will deprive...
Windows pampered like princes always see
what on occasion...
I would like to sing someone to sleep,
have someone to sit...
Music: breathing of statues. Perhaps:
silence of...
I held myself too open, I forgot
that outside not just...
It is life in slow motion,
it's the heart in reverse,
The rich and fortunate do well to keep silent,
for no one...
The saintly hermit, midway through his prayers
stopped...
This laboring through what is still undone,
as though,...
As on all its sides a kitchen-match darts white
flickering...
But you now, dear girl, whom I loved like a flower whose
...
Though the world keeps changing its form
as fast as a...
O you tender ones, walk now and then
into the breath that...
A tree ascended there. Oh pure transendence!
Oh Orpheus...
Call to me to the one among your moments
that stands...
Be ahead of all parting, as though it already were
behind...
Rose, you majesty-once, to the ancients, you were
just a...