A keresés eredménye

Alike the heart that has for long

Alike the heart that has for long
strived for a tear to no avail,
that may release its anguish,
the earth that was congealed and bound
by heavy rime and pinching frost
now breaks the crust of winter.
 
In woods and fields, round hills and lakes,
its same old woe is bursting forth,
turns green on branch and tendrils
and darkens in the azure skies
and shivers in the drops of dew
that waver with the grasses.
 
Now, grief for her, that I have lost,
awake, break forth from numbness, too,
flow freely with the river.
In clouds of lightning you shall glow
with damask violets you shall blow
and bleed dry with the roses.