Only In a Dream

Only in the dream that is like sleep When time has taken the measure of live things By stark origination Is mankind redeemed Only in the melancholy of the music Of the midnight within the blood Comes the fulfillment After faring years Only in the balance of dark tenderness When everything is seen in its purity Do we penetrate The myth of mankind Only in the mastery of love Is anything known of the world Death put aside With pure intent Only in the long wastes of loss Comes the mystical touch on the brow That triumph grow Insatiable, again