April Poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

April

Rating: 3.1


Eyes tell, tell me, what you tell me,
telling something all too sweet,
making music out of beauty,
with a question hidden deep.

Still I think I know your meaning,
there behind your pupils’ brightness,
love and truth are your heart’s lightness,
that, instead of its own gleaming,

would so truly like to greet,
in a world of dullness, blindness,
one true look of human kindness,
where two kindred spirits meet.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lenchen Elf 08 December 2004

Lovely expression of the souls tentative reaching out for another

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