Das Lied Von Der Erde

Farewell.
And almost no pain
all all die but once
the ape in the tree
Mahler's refrain an epitaph.

1907 a fortunate rural summer
then thin autumn frost
all this life.

Death is no end
where i go
clouds mist eternal.

Singing in the dead night
the exquisite hour ends
where it began.

An invisible palm
plump rose crevices.
Knowledge to be lost.
Song of my wandering heart.

-- 29, 30 May, 2010