IN THE MOUSE-HOLES

With stumbling steps I limped on and on, In moonlight-half-light! My side stealthy, fierce-trees stood chained, saluting; look out! Shivering beastly cedar, in ominous silence I waited ever for the outcast darkness to break upon the light! My tears, unworthy of my eyelids, were bouncing and chattering, and there they stopped for ever! In howling peril-feelings I still cried out in certainty, And could have known myself; only by my immortal Beloved's side could I have had holy Peace now; I was already doubled by my playful, childish self, And it would have been good to know for certain that I could still soothe Man's wrath!

- The vultures pushed me hither and thither, and none asked, "Can I help you?" - I would have liked to hide on a mountain of heavenly, cosmic grasses! Unnoticed, like a frightened hedgehog in the caves of a cavernous cave!
I should yet find the One- One stray ray, That in the darkness both glows and watches, For it wishes to protect me! Cheese-graces cut into small pieces Between the two crescent-moon-hairs Balsam'd in the calculating night, Happiness too is a radiant flame!

- Our little pathetic disasters could not illuminate the situation better: we always stop sympathetically before the freedom of entrances! For many, it is a momentary, heavenly joy to be able to chew gum conspicuously on the screens of public tabloid channels, while the seven-leaf clover is also replaced with dwarfs! I'm often led astray by the superstitious lady! I don't even feel comfortable around gorilla-faced, pumped-up Colossus Titans any more; I would have liked to have had some splinterless, budding, romantic kisses!

Pusillanimous, wordless pus-freezers threaten me with irritated fuses, and mice playing hide-and-seek in mouse-holes must have their proud chance to rise and get out!