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Green pastures, still waters


Green pastures, still waters

 
I'd a vision to-morning,
 as I fell asleep;
The touching sight,
 grief melts away,
  like snow in April;
 
Green flames wave brightly,
 and still waters dreamth fairy;

 as the flowers in Spring;
How clear and sweet are thy returns,
 
 
It is a sight to engage me,
  if anything can,
 to muse on the perishing pleasures;
The years creep slowly,
But life is short as we are,
 And our enjoyments have a stil shorter,
  and die sooner than we,

  like snow in April:






Light Trap



Light Trap


The summer night settles down
With smell of burnt and wet.
 
The deserted street sleeps
With only one store glowing
Softly, like a rowboat on de ocean
 
With one light trap, naked bulb
That shines and sounds on killing.
 
Thinking how it used to be,
Finding it slids away to grey,
And now a million days between.
 Then time resumes,

The morn comes to consciousness.


Torching Myth



 Torching Myth

 

Sun goes down;

 Down to the shadow:

The black blessed day;

 Day and Myth;

The shadow glows fill the air;

 And the shade changes every levels:

 

In this kind of the skies, i think;

 May the all's right be with the world.


And I Have Felt



And I have felt,



And I have felt,

 

A presence that calling me with the thrill,

 

Of elevated thoughts,

 

Of some far more deeply interfused;

 

 

Whose dwelling is the flame of life,

 

And the round night,

 

And the living shadow,

 

And the sun of rising,

 

And in the motion of human being,

 

A impels all objects of all thought,

 

And rolls through all things;

 

 

 

I warmed hands before the fire;

 

It sinks, and I am ready to depart;

 

And I with them shall traveled on;

 

Throgh all Futurity. 






Ich Clark, der Strasenkunstler



Ich Clark, der Strasenkunstler:

 

Look mich Jetzt;

 

Mein rucken zur wand, abspielen von musik:

 

 

Erste Lied fur Passanten, die frohlich die Strase;

 

Zweites Lied fur Verliebte, die voller atomosphere;

 

Dritte Lied fur ein Unternehmen ein Mann, anschichten ihn;

 

Vierte Lied fur einen betrunkenen reich, zu erhalten Geld;

 

Funfter Lied fur Obdachlose, statt Wiegenlied;

 

Letzte Lied fur mich, zu glatt uber meine Gefuhle verletzt: 



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