wondrous young man,
my brother,
I, your brother must
now, when we are
alone in this dark
night speak
to your wondrous
ear, my away-turned
bro –:
what seeks your clo-
sed tongue among
the little birds –?
they love you,
the great tits, the
green dices with
two eyes – and
the birds of paradise
with swaying
cuddly-tails and
hoarse whistles, characteristic
of the lure-words –
and the wrens, |
who only disappear in
something green and
hope to disappear with
you, mute fish of
brother –
– – –
listen,
there’s the same love-
gold in the ba-
by’s fingers and
knees like in the
bitch’ hymn book and
the 30-year-old cleopatra’s lap –
but, if this
gold is on the tip of the
tongue like stones (ruby or
diamond), it is
very
very dangerous for
a locked and closed
heart like yours
stubborn brother –!
with your dim
eyes you can very
easily see (now when I
say it), that everything,
the little birds are,
they are because
God has saved their
“I am prepared”-eggs in
his storage –
just look at
the little birds – they are |
sweet and good to
look at –
– – –
but find
a Woman, whom
God has undressed of
all, except His
Happiness – go
to one of God’s Daughters,
who is clad merely in
His thorn-crown-freedom to
realize His Happiness towards
anyone, who seek
It –
prepare
brother, and you
shall find, that the only
necessary thing is
simple and not worth a word,
like a great pain and
a step upwards –
I could hit you,
such is
THE QUEEN of all
God’s Daughters:
SHE is small,
like a forest mouse and
SHE is pure,
like a white horse
from the atlas-mountains –
Her loneliness is |
that of the sun at night, and
Her love
is like a
lioness, a
holy lizard and
an owl,
and Her
appearance is that of
a beautiful woman –
he has
gone
he has gone !
aah Hallelujah