In the Almond – what dwells in the Almond?
Nothing dwells in the Almond.
There it dwells and dwells.
In Nothing – what dwells there? The King.
There dwells the King, the King.
There he dwells and dwells.
Jews’-Hair, you’ll not grow grey.
And your Eye – where does your Eye dwell?
Your Eye dwells on the Almond.
Your Eye, on Nothing it dwells.
It dwells on the King.
So it dwells and dwells.
Human-Hair, you’ll not grow grey.
Empty Almond, regally-blue.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem