Here your friend lies awake in the still night
Still warm from you, still full of your perfume,
From your look and hair and kiss- oh midnight,
Oh moon and stars and blue haze!
In you, beloved, my dreams grow,
Deep as in the sea, mountains and chasms within it,
Sprayed in surf and drifted to foam,
In you is Sun, root, animal,
Only in you
To be near you,
Saturn orbits far around and I do not see the moon
I see only your face in flower petals
And laugh quietly and cry drunkenly.
No luck, no grief is more
Than you, just you and I, submerged
In a deep All, in the deep sea,
Therein we are lost
There we die and are born again.
(Translated from Hermann Hesse’s ‘Der Liebende’)
