Step over, leap across,
fly beyond, however you like, get through it -
but tear yourself off: be a stone from a sling,
be a star that breaks away from the night...
You lost it yourself - now look for it.
God knows what you grunt to yourself,
looking for spectacles or keys.
Translated by Peter Daniels
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