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Silence, serenity and peace
lay there before my curious eyes
when I, a nosy tourist on my own,
had crossed the entrance made of stone.
...

Ich bin nicht dein, bin nicht in dir verloren,
ich bin es nicht, doch ich ersehn es sehr,
das Licht zu sein, verschluckt vom Sonnenschein,
die Flocke weißen Schnees, gelöst im Meer.
...

Kein Zauber ist mehr zwischen uns,
wie irgendjemand triffst du mich,
nichts Wunderbares bist du mir
und ich bin‘s nicht für dich.
...

Just like the peak that proves to be an iceberg's tip
which rips and sinks the ocean-crossing ship,
so may a single word, spoken thoughtlessly aside;
evoke some nasty beast, prepared for grimmest fight.
...

6.

So wie der Tau das Spinnennetz
mit glimmenden Sternen versetzt,
mit Juwelen die Zäune bestreut
und die Pfosten der Wiesen besetzt,
...

You wore a heavy coat when you arrived
as if you feared my fervent love;
quite instantly it was removed
and my first kiss was almost rough.
...

For three long days we had that pie
the taste of which would make us cry;
then fish and chips became our daily meal -
the wounds it caused are still to heal.
...

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St. John's Cemetery, Nuremberg,2017

Silence, serenity and peace
lay there before my curious eyes
when I, a nosy tourist on my own,
had crossed the entrance made of stone.

This was the first time after forty years
I was to see again this peerless scene
where so much famous folks are sleeping
till someone might them wake from dream.

Once more I saw the roses on the graves,
a bowl of them on every weathered tomb,
and iron epitaphs beneath,
low speaking till the day of doom.

I saw a birch tree at about my age,
its tender green in love with roses' red,
and branches weeping down on to an ancient stone
caressing him who took this final home.

Out of the graveyard's serene grace
there came this vision to my sight:
why stay at my own dark and cheerless place
when here so lovely housing was supplied?

Serenity, which had made me have this dream,
was also what it put to end,
and I was lastly content with me seeing
my footprints in the graveyard's sand.

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