Woman In Love

 That is my window.
 Just now
I have so softly wakened.

I thought that I would float.

How far does my life reach,
and where does the night begin

I could think that everything
was still me all around;
transparent like a crystal's
depths, darkened, mute.


I could keep even the stars
within me; so immense
my heart seems to me; so willingly
it let him go again.


whom I began perhaps to love, perhaps to hold.

Like something strange, undreamt-of,
my fate now gazes at me.


For what, then, am I stretched out
beneath this endlessness,
exuding fragrance like a meadow,
swayed this way and that,

calling out and frightened
that someone will hear the call,
and destined to disappear
inside some other life.

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