This evening I searched my way to God’s range
Where they were celebrating Easter, his morale.
There I found the one familiar but now strange:
That was you who had strayed into the chorale.
We did not recognize one another at this hour:
Everything God had reserved the right to oversee.
Your ventricles were saturated in God’s power,
Not a tiny cavity in your heart was saved for me.
I waited for you at the gate in front of the church
With a glimmer of my hope I kindled a candle;
But you had already dissolved in the lambs herd;
I returned into the night my loneliness to handle.
God has taught his disciples: thou open thy heart
To love thy fellow humans all to live in chime.
Well, my heart is able only to love her, how tart!
Oh Lord, but does she love me right at this time?
Jesus was resurrected, and you were too tonight.
I wondered if tomorrow, to revert, you would deem
To recognize in life, with vicissitudes though trite,
One another, ourselves, after the paradise dream?
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