A keresés eredménye

Song III

Not through the ceiling,
Not through the flooring,
Little peaceful child
Will you go away
 
Not breaking the walls
Or crossing them all,
And not through the panes
Will you go away.
 
Through the shut up door,
Through the open door,
Little peaceful child
You won't go away.
 
Only by passing
O, through countless days,
Passing through yourself,
Will you go away.
 

Parallels

They go, space is large,
they stay near each other,
they want to talk.
 
But what one of them talks about
the other one already knows
 
For ever since their dimmed
and forgotten beginning,
it's the same old story.
 
In dreams each meets himself,
Loves himself, is complete.
 
Each goes no farther than
the other, or than himself.
 
© Christian Guernes