Woman In Love

That is my window. Just now
I have so softly wakened.
I thought that I would float.
How far does my life reach,
And where does the night begin

I could think that everything
Was still me all around;
Transparent like a crystal’s
Depths, darkened, mute.

I could keep even the stars
Within me; so immense
My heart seems to me; so willingly
It let him go again.

Whom I began perhaps to love, perhaps to hold.
Like something strange, undreamt-of,
My fate now gazes at me.

For what, then, am I stretched out
Beneath this endlessness,
Exuding fragrance like a meadow,
Swayed this way and that,

Calling out and frightened
That someone will hear the call,
And destined to disappear
Inside some other life.

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Woman In Love